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"Zephyr, to be more precise, it's been a long time since we last fought, wouldn't you agree?"
Hearing Whitebeard's words, the corners of the mouths of the other people present couldn't help but twitch.
Just get over it, you two monsters.
They were really going to be a fight.
They guessed the island where the G1 headquarters was located could be demolished by their fight.
"Yeah, now that I think about it, it seems like we haven't even decided the winner in that fight."
Zephyr said with a smile, but there was no hostility in his eyes.
The Whitebeard Pirates have completely declined and cannot possibly become an obstacle to the new NEO Navy.
Most importantly, he understood clearly in his heart:
Whitebeard was not a wicked man.
As one of the Four Emperors, he rarely engaged in plunder. The territories under his command were more peaceful than those of the World Government's member states.
Whitebeard let out a great laugh, looking up to the sky.
"Gulala!!"
"So, you're still upset that I didn't send your fleet to the bottom of the sea, huh?"
Zephyr smiled and shook his head.
His sight slowly shifted to behind Whitebeard.
Marco, Ace, and other squad captains all nodded respectfully with smiles on their faces.
They knew Zephyr's identity.
It was clear that, for this man,
Even as a proud father, Whitebeard had expressed his approval and admiration.
It wasn't because of his immense strength, but because of his unwavering belief.
Dad rarely praised anyone. Even among the Four Emperors, to him, they were just a group of children playing pretend.
Black Arm Zephyr was also a legend in his own right.
"It seems that Liu Feng has helped you revive the crew members."
Zephyr turned his attention to Whitebeard again and smiled.
Whitebeard nodded.
"Yeah, it's not bad to see my family again."
His tone was grateful.
Zephyr looked around the crowd and suddenly frowned.
"Where's that fellow Roger?"
Whitebeard's face froze, but he didn't know how to explain.
Liu Feng smiled and continued:
"He had a quarrel with his own son and ran out to relax."
Zephyr suddenly realized, glanced at the young figure of Ace, and sighed in his heart.
'It's this little devil.'
The war on the seas had begun.
It marked the end of the Whitebeard Pirates, and the struggle for dominance in the New World had been thrown into complete chaos.
Now, seeing Ace once more, this turbulent era had been brought to calm by their new NEO Navy.
In just over two years, the world had undergone such profound and unexpected changes.
He had learned much about Roger's incident, but as an outsider, there was little he could do.
All he could do was wait patiently, allowing time to heal the cracks and wounds between father and son..
As for Roger going away alone, he was not worried.
With his strength, he would not encounter any problems unless he was foolish enough to challenge the Marine Headquarters alone.
So Zephyr slowly stretched out his hand towards Whitebeard.
"Welcome to our headquarters."
A smile crossed his face.
Whitebeard was momentarily stunned.
He extended his hand in response.
Their hands gripped firmly, a symbolic gesture.
It was a historic moment—two legends of a bygone era, the Pirate Overlord and the Hero of the Navy, coming together to shake hands and make peace.
"Fleet Admiral Liu Feng, this is the change in the situation of the major forces in the world during this period of time."
In the military conference room, Chief of Staff Trafalgar D. Water Law respectfully handed an intelligence document to Liu Feng with both hands.
Liu Feng nodded.
He took the intelligence document and quickly read through it page by page.
The others sat upright in their seats, waiting quietly.
Senior officers of the Whitebeard Pirates also attended this military meeting. Under the leadership of Whitebeard, they were all arranged to sit in the audience seats.
The huge military conference room was completely silent, with only the sound of Liu Feng flipping pages.
A moment later, he closed the file and shut his eyes.
Then, he absentmindedly rubbed his fingers toward the Golden Lion beside him.
The Golden Lion sighed in exasperation.
"You want to smoke my cigar again, don't you?"
Instead, he took out a cigar from his pocket and handed it to Liu Feng.
Liu Feng took the cigar, and with a flash of lightning at his fingertips, he lit it and took a deep drag.
The sharp taste burned his throat, awakening his senses and clearing the fog of sleep.
He slowly opened his eyes, a glint of cold interest in their sharp gaze.
"Akainu, you're truly a man capable of great things."
Silence fell over the room.
News from the first half of the Grand Line had arrived, detailed in an intelligence report.
It revealed that Fleet Admiral Akainu of the Navy Headquarters had openly defied the World Government's orders, sending troops to Dressrosa, Water Seven, and Jaya Island.
In less than three days, the snow-white seagull flag was raised above these three locations.
Simultaneously, the Navy Headquarters declared its independence.
The three territories were now under Akainu's direct control, with taxes imposed and compulsory conscription put in place.