C914 The Old Friendship of the past

On the great deck of the ship, an air of inexplicable repression spread.

It was like an invisible hand, clenching everyone's hearts.

Facing the originally stable situation, it was completely changed.

This kind of change, no one could easily accept it.

"Little red-haired brat, this time, I'll let you off." Whitebeard pulled back the Naginata in his hand and sat on a specially made chair