Comic series: Starting from Pirates to Cultivate the True Self

When Whitebeard heard these two names, his eyes narrowed slightly. He stared quietly at the young admiral in front of him and remained silent for a long time.

The appearance of a figure like Mo Xingchen in the navy camp would be a disaster for pirates.

He is so powerful that one seems to see the shadow of his own captain, Rocks.

He is extremely intelligent, more formidable than the wise general Zhan Guo, and can control people's hearts more accurately than the Chief of the Navy General Staff Crane.

The most important thing is that he is young, so young that it makes people desperate!

He didn't think that his stupid sons could grow up to be able to compete with him in such a short period of time.

Whitebeard did not think of debating with Mo Xingchen about what justice was. He knew it was futile. Anyone who could become such a person had his own pride and persistence in his heart, and it was impossible for him to change his position easily.

So all these complicated thoughts finally turned into a sigh,

"I really envy Zhan Guo for having such an excellent successor like you."

Mo Xingchen smiled and did not respond to Whitebeard's words. He knew that Whitebeard had made the right choice.

His mental power was not on the ship, and he noticed the figure of Blackbeard Teach, thinking that he might have left the ship to perform a mission.

However, he did not mention anything about Teach to Whitebeard, because it was nonsensical and hard to convince people.

It’s like someone suddenly tells you that he has predicted the future and that your son will kill his brother and father in the future, so in order to avoid this tragedy from happening, you should kill him now.

Any normal person would not believe it and would think that the person who said it is seriously ill.

For a son-servant like Whitebeard, a good situation might turn into a war.

Why bother?

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Mo Xingchen drank the remaining wine in the glass, straightened his cuffs, patted the non-existent dust on his clothes, stood up slowly, looked at Whitebeard and nodded slightly:

"Then I will wait for your good news.

Lao Mi, let’s go.”

After saying that, he put one hand to his mouth and blew a loud whistle. The sea kings that had dived into the sea because they were afraid of the fluctuations caused by the collision of the domineering aura surfaced.

Mo Xingchen led Mihawk and walked steadily towards the tool fish. When he climbed on the top of the sea king, he turned his head and took a deep look at Ace, who was happily waving goodbye to him because he had obtained the consent of his parents.

I sighed softly in my heart:

Ace, I hope you won't regret your choice today.

The hems of Mo Xingchen and Mihawk's clothes fluttered freely in the sea breeze. They came and left in a chic manner, waving their goodbyes without taking away a single cloud.

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After Mo Xingchen left, Whitebeard looked at the mess on the deck and Marco and the others who looked like eggplants hit by frost. He slowly stood up and said with a domineering smile:

“Kulalalala, I’m not dead yet! My stupid sons, from now on, let the pirates of the New World tremble once again because of the name of the Whitebeard Pirates!”

"Yes! Dad!"

Seeing that everyone's passion was ignited again, Whitebeard waved to Ace, who was jumping hand in hand with Deuce and celebrating his survival.

"Ace, tell me about your uncle."

Ace was immediately beaming with joy, and told Whitebeard the story of Mo Xingchen, although he had heard much of it from old man Garp and sister Makino.

There is also the education he received since childhood, the shaping of his three views, how powerful he was, and how he single-handedly defeated the Beast Pirates.

After Whitebeard finished listening, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Whether in terms of strength or ideological level, he thought he had overestimated Mo Xingchen enough, but he didn't expect that he still underestimated him.

"Your uncle is such an amazing person!"

Whitebeard paused for a moment, and suddenly remembered that Mo Xingchen did not answer his question just now, so he asked in confusion:

"By the way, you mentioned Garp just now, what's going on with that?"

"Oh, he raised me since I was a child, so I call him grandpa."

Whitebeard was suddenly struck by lightning and stood there in a daze. His aging brain began to work rapidly. No matter whether Ace called him Dad or Uncle Whitebeard, he was a generation inferior to Garp.

But I can't let Ace call me Grandpa Whitebeard! Then everyone on this ship will become Ace's uncle, right?

Regardless of whether Ace agrees or not, judging from the way Ace talked about Mo Xingchen's personality just now, this domineering young admiral probably wouldn't think much of the sudden appearance of so many pirate brothers.

If they really did so, the biggest possibility was that the respect that Mo Xingchen had originally reserved for them out of respect for Ace would be completely gone, and instead he would become extremely disgusted with them.

I guess these stupid sons of mine will not have a good ending in the end.

Whitebeard felt his heart ache at this moment! So, is Garp's status as an elder confirmed? He has to acknowledge him even if he doesn't want to!

Thinking about facing Garp in the future, this old bastard would greet him with his nose pinched:

Yo hahaha, nephew Whitebeard, my grandson Ace is at your place, how is he doing?

His heart hurt even more.

Whitebeard looked at Ace who was so proud at the moment and really wanted to say to him:

I'm sorry for being rude before. Why don't you follow your uncle and leave my boat?

In the end, he just pressed his chest tightly with his hands, his face pale, and muttered with despair:

"Ah.....you go play with Marco and the others. I want to be alone for a while."

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Above the heads of the sea kings that had left the Moby Dick, Mihawk looked at Mo Xingchen's calm back, and the admiration in his heart grew stronger.

Whether it is the strength and bearing of this leader, or the fact that he can easily influence the behavior of a pirate group with just a few words,

It goes without saying that the new world that follows will be filled with storms and waves because of those few casual words from the person in front of you!

He was like a god hanging high above the sky, watching the people below with indifference, fighting each other to please him.

Mo Xingchen's strategy of making clouds and rain with a flip of his hand seemed to indicate that the world's situation was in his control and he could manipulate it at will.

Although Mihawk is not very interested in power, it does not prevent him from being fascinated by Mo Xingchen's elegant attitude that takes everything at ease.

An excellent swordsman can gain enlightenment by observing everything.

What’s more, he is a peerless genius!

Mihawk closed his eyes and just stood there quietly without any unnecessary movements.

But suddenly, his clothes moved without wind, and countless transparent sword energies appeared around him and began to surround him, slowly dancing around him, as if guarding their king.

At this moment, Mo Xingchen sensed the movement behind him, turned around and opened his mouth in surprise.

"Fuck! No way! Again???"

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