Sensing the formidable aura radiating from Zoro, Sengoku and the other two were all somewhat stunned.
None of them had ever witnessed Zoro in action firsthand.
They had only heard about Zoro's strength from Gion and other Marines.
Among all the members of the Lott Pirates, Zoro could only be considered a member of fairly ordinary renown.
That was because the others in the Lott Pirates were either former Shichibukai.
Or they were Logia Devil Fruit users or Mythical Zoan Devil Fruit users.
Then there was the Ohara scholar who could directly decipher Ancient Script.
Although Zoro was one of the Lott Pirates' two founding members.
He was merely a young man without any Devil Fruit powers or special skills.
Naturally, he had been overshadowed by this group.
Even the bounty on Zoro's wanted poster had been estimated from the accounts of Gion and other Marines who had witnessed his strength.
But the Marines had never underestimated any member of the Lott Pirates.
Now it seemed they had still severely underestimated this young swordsman.
Judging solely by the aura Zoro was currently radiating, his strength was already no less than that of any Marine Admiral.
Yet despite Zoro drawing his sword against them, Sengoku and the other two showed no reaction.
They remained as calm as still water.
Their long careers in the Marines, coupled with nearly a lifetime of experience.
Had already taught them to remain unshaken in the face of change.
Even if the Red Line collapsed before them, they could remain perfectly composed.
Not to mention that a single Admiral-level combatant was not enough to put pressure on the three of them.
Just then, Gion extended her slender arm in front of Zoro.
"Zoro, wait."
Zoro looked at Gion in confusion.
"Hey, they're Marines."
Perona chimed in