Whitebeard ignored him.
A tremendous crash came from the distance.
The instant Jozu landed, a shock wave erupted around him, sending the nearby Marine soldiers flying.
He slammed into the enemy ranks like a human meteorite.
His fists swung with the hardness of diamond, every blow accompanied by the dull crunch of breaking bones.
"Tsk, tsk."
"Sell him, and you really could probably buy an island."
Wangchuan remarked as he watched the figure rampaging across the ice.
Whitebeard still did not respond.
But his grip on his naginata tightened slightly, his knuckles making a faint clicking sound against the shaft.
The meaning was obvious: just try running your mouth one more time.
Wangchuan also knew it was rude to say such things in front of the man's father.
He said nothing more.
But he stayed quiet for only three seconds.
Then he changed tack and spoke again.
"Old man."
"How about we make a deal?"
Whitebeard's brow twitched, but he did not turn his head.
"What deal?"
"You pay me, and I'll help you fight this battle."
Wangchuan's tone was level, as though he were discussing an ordinary business deal.
"The more you pay, the harder I'll work."
"For the right price, I can guarantee that you and that son of yours will both leave Marineford safely today."
Whitebeard finally turned his head.
He looked down at the young man sitting on the mooring bollard, his gaze appraising.
He was assessing the credibility of the person before him.
"You certainly talk big."
Wangchuan spread his hands.
"Whether it's big talk depends on whether I've got the ability to match."
"If you think I'm bluffing, forget it."
Whitebeard fell silent for a moment.
Then he spoke, his voice deep and steady.
"Treasure is something we Whitebeard Pirates have never lacked."
"Though