Pirates: Whose young master loves to wear a little skirt?

After Shanks and Whitebeard met, they drove away everyone around them, leaving only the two of them in the middle of the ship.

The area under the boat was crowded with people, all worried about the situation on board.

Lachi Lu: "They won't fight right away, will they?"

Jesus said: "It is very possible."

Gabu asked: "Who is stronger, the boss or Whitebeard?" Both of them are top-notch warriors, so it is really hard to tell.

Lime Jones's face was serious: "I'm afraid it's hard to tell who's better. If we really fight, it will probably be a loss for both sides."

Others: "Ah, this......? I hope nothing happens to the boss."

Lachi Lu: "As long as Whitebeard takes action, we will fight them!"

Jesus Bu: "They have more than 1600 people. Why are we always at a disadvantage?"

Listening to everyone's discussion, although Tel Hiss was still angry with Shanks, he didn't want anything to happen to him.

After all, compared to Whitebeard, Shanks was at least an acquaintance, while the other party was just a stranger he had seen in the newspaper.

He should be fine, right? He's so awesome.

Tel Hiss comforted himself in this way, but when he thought about the fact that Whitebeard was also one of the Four Emperors and was born in the same era as Roger, and his strength should not be underestimated, he couldn't help but worry again.

Suddenly, a hurricane blew from the center of the ship and quickly spread around, making the trees hum, the calm sea surface become rippled, the ship swayed, everyone's hair and clothes fluttered in the wind, and people were almost blown away.

Beckman quickly protected Sissis behind him and used his tall body to bear everything for her.

Tel Hiss held Beckman's clothes tightly. The wind was so strong that his twin ponytails kept blowing against his face, which was very painful.

After about 15 seconds, the hurricane slowly stopped and everything around returned to normal.

During this time, Ace wanted to get on the boat, but was stopped by Marco: "Dad doesn't want to be disturbed."

"Marco, let me go up and explain it to Dad!"

"They have something to discuss, don't mess with them."

"What are they discussing? What if it doesn't work out?"

"Then it might really be a fight to the death."

Ace got anxious when he heard this. He wanted to shake off Marco's hand and rush forward, but the captains of the other teams held him back and he couldn't get rid of him at all: "Let go!"

The huge center of the ship.

Whitebeard sat on his throne, with a supreme sword standing beside him, his majestic aura without anger showing his kingly demeanor.

He half-closed his eyes and questioned Shanks: "When did you know Ace's identity?"

Shanks's momentum was no less than Whitebeard's. He said calmly, "Not long ago. About a few months ago."

Whitebeard asked again: "How did you know? Who else knows besides you?"

Shanks did not directly answer Whitebeard's question, but asked back: "Are you afraid that I will reveal his identity to the navy?"

Whitebeard made no secret of it: "Ace is my son, I will never allow anyone to hurt him!"

But at the same time, he is the son of the Pirate King Roger. In the words of those people, if Roger has offspring, his offspring will all have the blood of the devil. The Navy will not allow Roger's children to exist in the world, and Ace will be despised by everyone, causing everyone to want to take his head.

That's why Whitebeard was so concerned about others knowing Ace's background.

Shanks felt it was too tiring to stand, so he sat down on the deck, propped up his head, and said, "Tell the Navy, what's in it for me? Believe it or not, I consider Ace a friend."

Ace was still the son of his beloved captain. Even though Roger was no longer with us, in his heart, Roger would always be his captain. How could he possibly betray the captain's son?

Whitebeard was skeptical. He knew Shanks' feelings for Roger, but he was also aware of the connection between Shanks and the Five Elders.

People will change, who can guarantee that Shanks will not be influenced by the interests?

Whitebeard stared down at Shanks, exuding an aura that could not be violated: "Why should I trust you?"

Shanks smiled and did not give an answer immediately, but his abnormal attitude aroused Whitebeard's curiosity.

The people under the boat waited for nearly an hour but there was no sign of the two people. They were all as anxious as ants on a hot pan.

Sa Shiqi said confidently: "Just be at ease, this battle won't start."

Nan Beibei leaned over and asked: "How do you know?"

Sa Shiqi shrugged: "If we wanted to fight, we would have done it a long time ago. Why do we have to wait so long?"

"What if we find out at the end that there is no way to reach an agreement?"

"Yes."

Ace was anxious: "Marco, what on earth is Dad talking to Shanks about?"

Marco was silent. Some things were difficult to say in front of so many people.

But his silence only made Ace more and more anxious.

Sa Shiqi patted Ace's shoulder and said, "Can you stop being so impetuous, young man? Calm down."

Ace took a few steps forward and avoided Sashiqi's hand. He was feeling annoyed and really didn't want to listen to her nagging.

"Hey you......." Sa Shiqi really wanted to scold him severely, but when the words came to his lips, he held back a sentence: "If you don't change your impatient temper, you will suffer a great loss sooner or later!"

Marco glanced at Sashiki calmly. Who was this woman? How did she know Ace so well?

Because of what she said, Marco and Whitebeard had the same opinion. They have always been worried that Ace will suffer in the future because of his temper.

Tel Hiss couldn't help but think of the prophetic dream that Sashiqi had talked about not long ago.

Suddenly, he found something suspicious. Generally, precognitive dreams only dream about some fragments, right? But Sashiqi gave him the feeling that she knew every detail clearly.

In this case, it is not a precognitive dream, but rather a feeling of watching a large-scale TV series!

Nan Beibei immediately stood up and said, "Don't curse our captain. Our captain is very capable. How could he suffer such a big loss so easily?"

The people from Team 2 echoed, "Yeah! Haven't you heard of the name of Fire Fist Ace?"

Sa Shiqi: "I've heard of it, but one should be low-key and not be too ambitious."

"Who are you calling arrogant? Aren't we telling the truth?"

Seeing that everyone was arguing more and more, Ace shouted, "Okay, stop arguing!"

He was not only worried about Shanks, but also about his father. His father was in poor health and had to take medicine and receive intravenous drips recently. If a fight really broke out, he didn't dare to think about it...

At this moment, Whitebeard appeared at the bow of the ship. His face was expressionless, and when he didn't see Shanks appear behind him, Tel Hiss' heart skipped a beat.

What's going on? Where's the old man? Did something happen to him?

Just as he finished thinking, he heard Whitebeard shouting to his sons on the other side of the river: "Prepare wine and food, we won't go home until we are drunk tonight!"

As the voice fell, Shanks appeared beside Whitebeard safely with a smile on his face.

The conversation between him and Whitebeard seemed to be quite harmonious? The two of them did not draw their swords against each other in the end.

Hearing Whitebeard's words, smiles appeared on everyone's faces, and when they heard that a party was going to be held, they cheered instantly.

Tel Hiss secretly breathed a sigh of relief. So, they were safe for the time being?

After he breathed a sigh of relief, he looked up and met Shanks' gaze. The sunlight shone on his face, gentle and warm, but Tel Hiss was standing in the crowd, and he didn't know whether Shanks was looking at him?

So, he stared at Shanks openly without dodging.

Shanks realized it later and suddenly found that his eyes fell on Tel Hiss, and that person seemed to be looking at him too?

So he smiled at him.

Tel Hiss looked around to see who Shanks was smiling at, but... Hmm? It was him?

This made him furious, and his brows immediately frowned.

What the hell is this old man thinking?! He is smiling with such malicious intent!