One Piece: Surrounded at Marineford? Just kidding!

Chapter 69 Whitebeard's trust needs no explanation!

The crowd was buzzing with discussion!

"Are you... are you kidding me?!"

"Is this kid crazy? Does he even know what he's saying?"

"Turn the tide of the war? What does he think the Naval Headquarters is? A vegetable market?"

The crowd erupted instantly, with a tidal wave of doubts, ridicule, and distrust threatening to overwhelm Chen Ye and Marco.

They can accept Chenye's confidence, and even admire his courage.

But such completely unrealistic nonsense will only make them laugh!

One of his captains, a man of considerable courage, cautiously raised his hand in the crowd, his voice trembling slightly.

"Um... Brother Chen Ye..."

"Is the foreign player you mentioned... really true or not?"

"Could you... reveal just a tiny bit more?"

"Yeah yeah!"

"We'll only tell you a little bit! We promise we won't tell anyone!"

"Who exactly is this person? Do we know them?"

"Stronger than the captains?!"

The last question voiced everyone's thoughts.

The sixteen captains of the Whitebeard Pirates are already renowned top-tier powerhouses on this sea.

Could it be that Chen Ye is stronger than the captains, given his confidence and ability to use a trump card like "turn the tide of the battle"?

How is this possible?!

In an instant, the crew members who had just been intimidated by Chen Ye's aura surged forward again like a tide, surrounding the two of them completely.

Facing the agitated crowd, Chen Ye remained calm and composed, arms crossed, a playful smile even playing on his lips.

"Captain Marco! Say something!"

Diamond Joz was extremely anxious. He grabbed Marco's shoulder with his large, fan-like hand and shook him violently.

"What's wrong with you? You've been out for a bit, and now you seem like you've lost your soul?"

"I...I..."

Marco was completely disoriented, his mouth agape, his eyes darting around, looking like he was about to cry at any moment.

What could he say?

He really couldn't say anything!

Are you going to tell Jozu that the calm-looking Chen Ye in front of you is a monster who can take people through time and space?

He was afraid Joz would think he was crazy and then punch him back to his hometown!

Seeing Marco's blank expression, as if wondering "Who am I? Where am I? What am I supposed to do?", the unease and doubt in everyone's hearts reached their peak.

It’s over.

Captain Marco... could he really have been knocked senseless?

"Chenye, Marco."

Just then, a calm voice rang out.

Diamond Jozu and Florian Vista pushed through the crowd and stepped forward.

We trust both of you.

"But this matter concerns Ace's life, and it concerns the life and death of all of us."

"We have the right to know who our ally is, the one we are about to entrust our backs to!"

He paused, his tone becoming more serious.

"Are they... stronger than us captains?"

This question struck everyone's heart like a heavy hammer blow.

All the noise disappeared instantly.

Countless gazes once again focused on Chen Ye.

This is a crucial question!

The captains of the Whitebeard Pirates are the pinnacle of combat power among the Emperor-level officers on this sea!

If the foreign aid brought in is not even as good as the captains, how can we talk about turning the tide of the battle?

Everyone held their breath.

They saw that Chen Ye's smile finally faded a bit.

He met the scrutinizing gazes of Vista and Joz without flinching, and spoke calmly, word by word.

"Vita, Joz."

"It's not that I'm looking down on you."

"But it was the people I invited..."

His gaze slowly swept over all the captains present, and the meaning in his eyes made each of them's hearts skip a beat.

"...Even if you all attacked together, I doubt you could beat them."

boom!

If what was said before was simply a boulder falling into a lake.

Then this sentence is like a bombshell that has been detonated!

The entire deck fell completely silent.

Joz's composure crumbled instantly!

Vista's grip on the sword hilt tightened suddenly!

The other captains' expressions changed drastically, their eyes filled with horror and... a hint of anger at being slighted!

Easily defeat them all?

What a humiliation!

"you……"

The hot-tempered squad leaders were on the verge of exploding on the spot.

Just then—

A voice as loud as a bell, filled with supreme majesty, rolled in from the direction of the captain's cabin of the Moby Dick!

"Gurala la la la..."

That unique laughter, as if possessing some kind of magic, instantly drowned out all the noise and commotion on the deck.

Immediately afterwards, a domineering statement filled with unquestionable authority exploded in everyone's ears like a thunderclap!

"You bunch of bastards, you don't even believe what your own brothers say? Are you even my sons?!"

boom!!!

The voice seemed to possess a magical power!

With just one sentence, all the noisy crew members on the Moby Dick instantly fell silent!

The deck fell silent instantly.

The anxiety, doubt, and questioning on everyone's faces froze at this moment, replaced by a deep-seated awe.

They turned their heads abruptly.

squeak-

The door to the captain's cabin was pushed open.

A massive figure, as imposing as a mountain, casting a huge shadow, appeared at the doorway.

White, crescent-shaped beard.

A gaze that exudes pressure.

Just by standing there, an unparalleled aura of dominance swept across the entire deck like a tsunami!

It is none other than the strongest man of this era—"Whitebeard" Edward Newgate!

The white-bearded man didn't even look at anyone; he simply strode forward, step by step, toward the crowd.

The moment they saw who it was, all the crew members on deck, including the unruly captains under their command, instinctively straightened their backs, lowered their heads, and didn't dare to even breathe.

"Dad... Dad!"

The crowd that had been completely surrounding Chen Ye and Marco suddenly parted like a tidal wave, instinctively and in a state of panic, retreating to both sides and automatically creating a wide passage.

No one dared to stand in front of this figure.

This is the majesty of the Four Emperors!

The white-bearded man walked into the center of the arena, his eyes, which seemed to see through everything, slowly sweeping across the entire space.

Everyone whose gaze swept over him felt as if they were being crushed by a mountain, instantly breaking out in a cold sweat and involuntarily lowering their heads, unable to meet his eyes.

Finally, his gaze fell on Vista and Joz.

"What's wrong?"

The white-bearded man spoke slowly, his voice calm yet carrying a suffocating pressure.

"The war hasn't even started, and you're already doubting your own brothers!"

"With your behavior, you think you can rescue people from Marine Headquarters?!"

"Are you tired of living and want to go to the bottom of the sea to feed the fish ahead of time?!"

"No! Dad!"

Bista and Joz shuddered, abruptly lowering their heads, their foreheads beaded with cold sweat.

"We were wrong!"

"Shut up, all of you!"

The white-bearded man roared angrily, his voice like thunder.

"Go back and prepare yourself!"

"Prepare for the great battle to come!"

"Yes!! Dad!!"

No one dared to ask another question.

No one dared to have the slightest doubt anymore.

As if receiving a royal decree, the crew members immediately scattered like birds and beasts, returning to their posts to begin final preparations for battle.

This is Whitebeard.

His word is an absolute command!

His authority needs no explanation to anyone!

The deck, which was noisy just a moment ago, was now empty except for Chen Ye, Marco, and Whitebeard.

Only then did the suffocating sense of oppression slowly dissipate.

Marco let out a long sigh of relief, feeling his back was completely soaked.

My father's authority is still as terrifying as ever.

The white-bearded man didn't look at Marco, who was almost petrified, but instead turned his gaze to Chen Ye, a barely perceptible hint of approval flashing in his majestic eyes.

He grinned, revealing his signature smile.

"Gurala la la la..."

"Good job, kid."

No further questions were asked.

There was no question.

There wasn't even the slightest doubt.

There is only one simple, yet most profound, acknowledgment.

This is a kind of unreserved, even blind, trust!

Marco was startled, then a huge sense of relief welled up inside him.

He finally understood why Chen Ye had remained so calm throughout.

Because he knew that there was someone on this ship who would believe him unconditionally.

This is enough.

"Dad," Chen Ye raised his head, meeting the white-bearded man's gaze, a confident smile curving his lips, "I just did what I was supposed to do."

"Gurararara! What a good thing to do!"

The white-bearded man laughed heartily, stretched out a hand, and patted Chen Ye heavily on the shoulder.