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

There was confusion in Garp and Zephyr's eyes. They tried hard to recall every bit of the past, trying to find memories related to this figure.

Their brains were working rapidly, recalling every person they had ever met, but they were still unable to match this figure with a specific person.

Their hearts were filled with questions. Why did this figure make them feel so familiar? Who was he? They kept guessing in their hearts, but they still had no answer.

Karp shook his head and put aside the doubts in his heart for the time being. He knew that now was not the time to dwell on this issue. Karp's eyes became firm, and he decided to focus on the current matter first.

He sighed slightly, as if he wanted to expel the doubts in his heart with that breath.

Garp showed a helpless smile on his face. He knew that some questions needed time to answer. Zefa also withdrew his gaze and continued to pay attention to the situation in the house.

Zefa's eyes were also full of helplessness. He also understood that now was not the time to dwell on this issue. He returned his gaze to the house, paying attention to the actions of Whitebeard and Roger.

Whitebeard and Roger, who entered, looked at Ling Tian sleeping soundly on the bed, and both felt helpless. Whitebeard's tall body leaned forward slightly, his eyes full of helplessness and doting.

He looked at Ling Tian sleeping soundly, as if he saw a naughty child. The corners of Whitebeard's mouth slightly raised, revealing a faint smile.

He knew that Ling Tian must be exhausted, that's why he slept so deeply. Roger stood aside, his eyes also full of helplessness.

He shook his head gently, as if lamenting Ling Tian's sleepiness. A smile appeared on Roger's face, and his eyes revealed a kind of understanding and tolerance for Ling Tian.

Whitebeard sighed slightly, and that heavy sigh seemed to come from the depths of time, carrying vicissitudes and emotion. His tall body swayed slightly, like a towering mountain swaying gently in the wind.

His white beard fluttered gently with his breathing, like snowflakes dancing in the breeze. The beard was as white as snow, exuding a holy aura, as if telling the years and stories that Whitebeard had experienced.

Every beard is like a mark of time, recording the glory and splendor of Whitebeard.

"This guy can really sleep." Whitebeard whispered, with a hint of pampering in his voice. His voice was low and deep, like thunder echoing in the air.

Those words were full of love and tolerance for White Beard and Ling Tian, ​​as if an elder was looking at his naughty junior.

There was a gentle light flashing in Whitebeard's eyes. He looked at Ling Tian who was sleeping soundly on the bed, his heart filled with helplessness and doting.

He knew that Ling Tian had sacrificed a lot for everyone, and now he needed to have a good rest. The corners of Whitebeard's mouth slightly raised, revealing a faint smile, which was full of warmth and kindness.

Roger smiled, his eyes full of understanding. Roger's smile was as bright as the sun, lighting up the whole room.

His eyes were bright and sharp, as if he could see through everything.

He looked at Ling Tian, ​​his heart full of emotion. He knew that Ling Tian had worked really hard these days, and he had put in too much effort for everyone's safety and happiness.

Roger's eyes revealed admiration and respect for Ling Tian. He knew that Ling Tian was a trustworthy person.

"He has been really hard these days." Roger said softly. His voice was soft and gentle, like a breeze blowing in the ear. His words were full of understanding and concern for Ling Tian, ​​as if a friend was comforting another friend.

There was a gleam of wisdom in Roger's eyes. He knew that Ling Tian needed to rest and needed time to recover his physical and mental strength.

Whitebeard and Roger looked at each other, and at that moment, it seemed as if countless thoughts were communicated in their eyes. Their eyes met, like two lightning bolts colliding in the night sky, sparking sparks of understanding and tacit understanding.

Whitebeard's deep eyes sparkled with wisdom, while Roger's bright eyes revealed a carefree aura. They reached a unanimous decision without words, just by looking at each other.

They all decided not to wake Ling Tian up. Looking at Ling Tian sleeping soundly on the bed, they felt pity for him. They knew that Ling Tian had put in too much effort and sweat for everyone during this period of time.

He rushed around, fighting various powerful enemies, and risked his life to protect the safety of everyone. His figure always appeared in the most dangerous places, and his power always played a role at the most critical moment.

He is like a solid fortress, protecting everyone from wind and rain and guarding everyone's safety and happiness.

After all, he had been working too hard these days. Although Ling Tian was very strong, he was only a human being after all. Whitebeard and Roger knew how powerful Ling Tian was, but they also understood that even the most powerful people would get tired sometimes.

Although Ling Tian possesses extraordinary strength and courage, he also feels sleepy and tired. He is not an invincible god, he is just a human with flesh and blood.

He also has joys and sorrows, and he also has times of fatigue and fragility. Whitebeard and Roger understand Ling Tian's hard work. They know that Ling Tian has paid too much for everyone, and now he needs a good rest.

So it was normal for Whitebeard and Roger to feel sleepy and tired. They looked at Ling Tian's sleeping face, their hearts filled with emotion.

They knew that Ling Tian was also an ordinary person, and he also needed to rest and relax. His tiredness and fatigue were normal reactions, and were the price he paid for everyone.

Whitebeard and Roger decided to let Ling Tian have a good sleep, and when he woke up naturally, they would enjoy this long-awaited banquet together.

Whitebeard nodded slightly, his eyes revealing his concern for Ling Tian. Whitebeard's tall body moved slightly, like a mountain swaying gently in the wind.

His white beard fluttered gently with his movements, like snowflakes dancing in the breeze. His eyes were full of love and care, as if an elder was looking at his beloved younger generation.

"Let him have a good sleep." Whitebeard said. Whitebeard's voice was deep and rich, like thunder echoing in the air.

His words were full of love and consideration for Ling Tian, ​​as if a loving elder was caring for a tired younger generation.

Whitebeard's tall body leaned forward slightly, his eyes flashing with a soft light as he stared quietly at Ling Tian lying on the bed.