One Piece: The Straw Hat Pirates' Max-Level Swordsman

There was still a hint of confusion in his eyes, as if a child who had been lost in the darkness for a long time suddenly saw a ray of light, but was not sure whether it was really the dawn of hope.

Mr. Tom also smiled slightly when he heard Franky's words.

That smile was like warm sunshine, instantly dispelling the haze in Frankie's heart. Mr. Tom's smile was so kind and warm that it seemed to melt all the coldness in the world.

That smile was filled with love for Frankie and the joy of reuniting after a long separation. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a row of white teeth. That smile was like a flower blooming in spring, full of vitality and energy.

That smile was like warm sunshine, gently shining on Franky. Franky felt that the haze of tension and anxiety in his heart disappeared instantly.

He felt as if he was in a warm embrace, feeling endless peace of mind and comfort. That smile seemed to have a magical power that comforted his soul and made his fear and anxiety disappear.

Mr. Tom's eyes were full of satisfaction and admiration. He looked at Frankie as if he was looking at his most proud disciple. His eyes were full of love and pride, as if he was appreciating a piece of art that he had carefully crafted.

There was a gleam in his eyes, which was recognition and appreciation for Franky's growth.

"Franky, long time no see." Mr. Tom's voice was steady and powerful, with a reassuring power. The voice seemed to come from the depths of time, with vicissitudes and heaviness.

Every word hit Frankie's heart like a heavy hammer, and he was moved beyond words. Mr. Tom's voice echoed in the air, like a warm spring breeze, gently brushing Frankie's ears.

The voice contained endless longing and care, which made Frankie seem to have returned to the old days, the days when he was busy in the shipbuilding workshop with Mr. Tom.

He also praised Franky for being an excellent shipwright. Mr. Tom raised his chin slightly, with a gleam of admiration in his eyes.

He looked at Frankie as if he was admiring a perfect work of art. "Frankie, you know what? You have made great progress over the years. You have become an excellent shipwright."

Mr. Tom's words flowed through Frank's heart like a spring, making him feel extremely relieved and proud. His voice was full of affirmation and encouragement, which was the best reward for Frank's years of hard work.

"Franky, you have made great progress over the years. You have become an excellent shipbuilder. I am proud of you." Mr. Tom's words were full of affirmation and encouragement.

His eyes revealed deep admiration for Franky, as if he was looking at a rising star.

When Franky heard what Mr. Tom said, he felt as if he was hit by a warm electric current.

A shy smile appeared on his face, which was like a flower blooming in spring, with a bit of innocence and shyness.

He touched his head embarrassedly, and his action was like a student who was praised by the teacher, feeling a little uneasy but also full of joy.

The shy smile on his face became more and more obvious, and his eyes sparkled, showing both gratitude for Mr. Tom's praise and satisfaction at the recognition of his efforts.

He seemed to have returned to his former young and energetic self, and continued to learn and grow under the guidance of Mr. Tom.

At this moment, he was like a child showing his achievements in front of his elders, eager to get more affirmation and encouragement.

"Hey, Mr. Tom, I still have a lot of shortcomings." Franky said modestly. There was a hint of sincerity in his voice, which was the strict requirements for himself and the determination to keep making progress.

Franky knows that he still has a long way to go on the road of being a shipbuilder. Although he has been recognized by Mr. Tom, he is not satisfied with it.

His eyes revealed his pursuit of higher goals and his clear awareness of his own shortcomings. He knew that only by continuous efforts and learning could he become a true master.

His heart was filled with joy and pride. It was a great encouragement to him to be recognized by Mr. Tom.

But then, Franky's thoughts were swept away by a sudden gust of wind, and he instantly returned to the moment that made him regret to this day.

He thought about how the boat he built almost killed Mr. Tom. At that moment, his world seemed to fall into darkness.

There was a flash of guilt and self-blame in his eyes. The guilt was like a heavy shackle that tightly bound his soul; the self-blame was like a sharp thorn that pierced deeply into his heart.

Those painful memories suddenly flooded into his mind and drowned him like a surging tide.

He seemed to see the scene again: the ship he built with his own hands was shaking in the storm. In order to save the ship, Mr. Tom rushed into the storm without caring about his own safety.

At that moment, Franky's heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible big hand, and it hurt so much that he couldn't breathe.

His eyes were filled with pain and regret. He hated his own recklessness and ignorance, and hated himself for not building the boat more carefully.

Franky's face turned pale, like a bloodless piece of white paper. His body trembled slightly, as if he was in great pain.

He clenched his lips and clenched his teeth, trying to control his inner emotions. He clenched his hands into fists, his nails dug deep into his palms, but he didn't feel any pain.

There was only endless guilt and self-blame in his heart. Those emotions were like heavy rocks, weighing him down and making it hard for him to breathe.

"Mr. Tom, it was all my fault back then. If it weren't for me..." Franky's voice was full of regret. His voice was trembling, as if he was telling an irreversible tragedy.

His eyes were full of pleading, hoping that Mr. Tom could forgive his mistakes. He knew that his mistakes had brought great danger to Mr. Tom and almost cost him his life.

He hated himself for his impulsiveness and arrogance, and hated himself for not taking the shipbuilding business more seriously.

Mr. Tom looked at Frankie's pale face, trembling body and eyes full of regret. He instantly knew what Frankie was thinking.

Mr. Tom felt distressed, because he knew that Frankie had been tormented by guilt all these years. He sighed slightly, and that sigh was full of emotion for the past and pity for Frankie.

His eyes were full of understanding and tolerance, a kind of open-mindedness and wisdom that came from years of experience.

Mr. Tom's eyes fell gently on Franky, as if he could see through every corner of his heart.

He shook his head slightly, as if telling Frankie that he didn't need to suffer for the past anymore. His eyes were shining with warmth, like the warm sun in winter, giving Frankie spiritual comfort.