Marco's eyes flickered with an inexplicable light, as he was both worried about Jozu and the others' safety, and filled with doubt and curiosity towards Jin's attitude.
He stepped forward, and as he brushed past Jin, he said softly, "Thank you."
Jin nodded slightly, responding calmly, "I'm just doing my duty."
If these two aren't allowed to see Jozu and the others, who knows what kind of trouble they'll cause.
Whitebeard and Marco followed Jin onto the warship, the atmosphere still tense, but no longer on the verge of conflict.
Whitebeard's massive figure appeared particularly conspicuous in the narrow warship passage, each step causing the surrounding navy soldiers to feel an invisible pressure.
However, both the pirates and the navy maintained their composure, and no one acted rashly.
When they reached the cabin where Jozu and Thatch were being held, Whitebeard's steps paused slightly.
Although he maintained his composure on the surface, a strong emotional wave surged in his heart.
He reached out and gently pushed open the cabin door, seeing two captains covered in wounds, bound by seastone handcuffs to the side.
Even though Jozu and Thatch's expressions remained resolute, Whitebeard's eyes flashed with a hint of undisguised pain upon seeing their condition.
Marco followed closely behind, his fists clenched unconsciously, his knuckles turning white from the force.
He felt a pang in his heart, memories of fighting alongside Jozu and Thatch over the years flashing through his mind, and he wished he could immediately free them from their shackles.
However, he knew that he couldn't be impulsive at this moment, otherwise it would only make the situation worse.
Whitebeard didn't speak, he just stood there quietly, looking at Jozu and Thatch with a complex expression.
The two captains also looked up, and the moment they saw Whitebeard, the determination in their eyes seemed to find support, and their painful expressions were replaced by a hint of relief.
"Pops..." Jozu's voice was low, but filled with utmost respect and trust.
Jin stood quietly at the door of the cabin, his hands naturally hanging at his sides, his eyes slightly narrowed, watching the scene before him.
At this moment, Whitebeard was not the legendary, fearsome emperor of the sea, but an elderly yet dignified father, willing to do anything to protect his "family."
Every word, every sentence, conveyed an unbreakable determination.
Whitebeard's deep voice seemed to vibrate in the air, his calm tone hiding a deep power: "Don't worry, I will find a way to bring you home."
Although this sentence was calm, it was as firm as a vow, causing everyone present to feel a jolt in their hearts.
Jin watched from the side, and couldn't help but feel a complex emotion.
He was supposed to be Whitebeard's enemy, standing on opposing sides, but at this moment, he felt an unexpected respect.
Whitebeard's determination to protect his family at all costs was a stark contrast to the pirate image he knew.
"Not to pour cold water on you," Jin finally broke the silence, his voice steady, but with a hint of helplessness, "It's going to be pretty difficult for you to do this."
Whitebeard smiled slightly, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes deeply etched on his weathered face, but the smile revealed a kind of fearlessness and determination, "It's better than doing nothing at all."
Jin nodded, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes.
He could understand Whitebeard's feeling of preferring to do everything possible rather than sit and wait for death, "The Navy can't decide on this matter."
As he said this, his tone was calm, but he knew in his heart that facing such a powerful and stubborn opponent, any head-on conflict would only bring unpredictable consequences.
Whitebeard grinned, a hint of danger in that smile, his voice low and threatening, "I know, or do you think you'd still be talking to me like this now?"
There was no exaggeration in his words, his threat was real, and it was only natural.
If Jozu and Thatch had been captured by the Navy, he wouldn't have had so much patience to negotiate, fighting was the way of communication he was good at.
After all, in his opinion, he hadn't done too many outrageous things over the years, just made a living by collecting some protection fees.
If the Navy dared to mess with him, he wouldn't mind teaching them what a real pirate emperor was.
"The World Government? I'll take a trip there." Whitebeard's tone was nonchalant, as if the Five Elders of Mary Geoise were just a few insignificant old men.
Jin knew that this was not just confidence, but a kind of domineering spirit that had been tempered in blood and fire.
"Now I'm relieved to see that they haven't been hurt." Whitebeard looked at Jozu and Thatch in the cabin, his eyes showing a rare tenderness.
Even though they were imprisoned, as long as they were still alive, he would find a way to bring them home.
"Then I'll be leaving first." He turned around, his steps still steady and powerful, without the slightest hesitation.
Continuing to stay here was meaningless to him, unless he used force, but he didn't want to go to war with the Navy, his target was Mary Geoise, those rulers sitting at the top of power.
He just wanted to spend the rest of his life peacefully with his family.
Jin looked at Whitebeard's back, feeling a myriad of emotions in his heart.
He couldn't help but secretly rejoice that today's conversation could end peacefully, otherwise a catastrophic large-scale conflict would have been inevitable.
"I hope you succeed." There was a hint of sincerity in Jin's tone, he didn't want to become Whitebeard's enemy, because he knew that he didn't have the absolute certainty to defeat the person in front of him.
Whitebeard's power was enough to change the whole world.
And once he was completely enraged, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Jin's eyes became sharp, and he continued, "Watch out for Blackbeard, if I'm not mistaken, his next target is you, or rather, your position and power."
His voice was low, but with an undeniable warning.
Jin knew that Teach was by no means an ordinary person, his ambition and strength were equally not to be underestimated.
"He now possesses the power of the Dark-Dark Fruit, but his body seems to be able to control at least two abilities."
This sentence was like a boulder thrown into Whitebeard's heart.
His pupils contracted slightly, this was the first time he had heard of someone being able to control two devil fruit abilities, and at the same time as being unbelievable, a strong sense of anger surged in his heart.
When had he been looked down upon so much by others, Blackbeard?
Just an inexperienced kid.
But he still took Jin's words to heart, after all, he couldn't even see through the strength of this young man in front of him.
Whitebeard took a deep breath, then nodded solemnly, "Thank you for the reminder, I'll keep it in mind."
He didn't easily trust others, but at this moment, he felt that Jin's words were full of sincerity.
His expression returned to calm and composure, and he left the warship with Marco, heading towards the Moby Dick.
Watching Whitebeard and Marco's gradually receding figures, a complex emotion surged in Jin's heart.
This storm was far from over, and the undercurrents surging on this sea may just be the brief calm before the storm.
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