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Chapter 168 Garp: I am the father of the Revolutionary Army!

"Of course it's me, unless you join the Whitebeard Pirates and become someone else's son!"

Garp's eyes were slightly moist, but he quickly composed himself, suppressing the emotion of seeing his son.

He now,

He was a vice admiral tasked with capturing criminals wanted by the World Government, and he was an irreconcilable enemy of the revolutionary army leader in front of him.

"Still as hot-tempered as ever, Dad."

The dragon was speechless.

As the leader of the Revolutionary Army, how could he possibly become someone else's son in a pirate crew?

My father has always been like this: very tolerant and generous to outsiders, but when it comes to teaching his own family, he always adopts a do-or-die attitude. I can only say that I am lucky to have survived to this day and become the leader of the revolutionary army.

"Did I hear that right?"

"Did the revolutionary army leader just call me 'Dad'?"

A commotion erupted among the navy, the slaves, and even the revolutionary army, all staring at the two in disbelief.

Even Sengoku, who had deliberately switched his video Den Den Mushi to this location after spotting the figure of the Revolutionary Army leader, twitched at the corner of his mouth.

If he didn't want to see Dragon captured by the Navy, he would have personally cut off the live broadcast of the Den Den Mushi.

"Damn Garp, what a mess!"

Zhan Guo covered his head, feeling a terrible headache.

The fact that the son of naval hero Vice Admiral Garp is the leader of the Revolutionary Army, and that this fact is exposed to the public, will cause enormous damage to the reputation of the Navy.

"Breaking news! The leader of the Revolutionary Army, Dragon, is actually the son of a naval hero!"

The albatross began to fly around erratically.

The video of a family reunion, transmitted via Den Den Mushi (a type of electric telephone snail), was hanging around his neck and was about to be sent to the newspaper for the next issue's front page headline.

In the world of One Piece, Den Den Mushi can not be used in all areas.

In economically developed towns, giant Den Den Mushi (snail telephones) would project live broadcasts, and nobles had private Den Den Mushi. However, in some less developed areas, newspapers were still the most important tool for obtaining information.

Garp, unusually serious, said in a deep voice, "You haven't grown into the kind of Marine I hoped you would become, someone who protects civilians. You can't blame anyone for making this mistake!"

"Is it wrong?"

Despite being his own father, when it came to a dispute over principles and beliefs, Dragon refused to back down, saying, "Can right and wrong only be defined by the World Government and the Navy?"

During my time in the Navy, I firmly believed in justice.

However, as one bloody incident after another was exposed before his eyes, he chose to leave the Navy.

He traveled to many places and countries, and it wasn't until the Ohara incident that he finally made up his mind to build a fighting army and embark on a path that even the Four Emperors dared not tread. He wanted to change this world where right and wrong could only be defined by the World Government.

Garp nodded and said, "Without the countless righteous marines who bravely sacrifice themselves, this sea would be ravaged by pirates and madmen. This is the justice I uphold."

He joined the navy at a young age and upheld his sense of justice, constantly capturing vicious pirates and protecting the safety of the people.

It maintains order throughout the world.

For him, the most important outcome was that ordinary people could live a peaceful life.

Dragon raised his head, his gaze fixed intently on his father, and asked, "So, you just stood by and watched the Celestial Dragons harm civilians without doing anything? Is this your idea of ​​justice?"

"The Celestial Dragons are trash."

Garp stated without hesitation, "But, without the World Government, can you imagine what this ocean, free from the constraints of rules, would become?"

Even with the deterrent presence of the admirals and the reinforcements from various naval branches, it was still a formidable challenge.

Countless pirates still commit murder, plunder, and pillage; there are ambitious individuals like Crocodile who aspire to seize countries; and there are the Four Emperors of the New World.

If one day the Navy Headquarters loses its ability to control the seas, and the world is no longer bound by rules, it will fall into a living hell.

"Damn it, has Garp gone mad?!"

The Warring States period was so angry that he stomped his feet repeatedly.

This is a live video stream from a Den Den Mushi (a type of electric scoop). How dare Garp say that the Celestial Dragons are trash in front of the whole world? Has Garp lost his mind from eating too many donuts?

It was too late to cut off the live stream; Garp spoke too quickly, without any build-up.

We can only hope that Garp can capture the dragon later, redeem himself through merit, and with the world watching, he shouldn't be punished by the Five Elders for such a feat.

"That's really bold."

Smoker, weakened, never expected that the naval hero Garp would dare to say such a thing.

Even someone as arrogant and unrestrained as myself wouldn't dare to gossip about the Celestial Dragons.

"The way to prevent a house whose pillars are rotten from collapsing is to tear it down and rebuild it, not to keep patching it up. Otherwise, the people living in the house will die as if they were imprisoned."

Dragon stared calmly at his father, the man who had repeatedly cornered the Pirate King.

If it were anyone else, he wouldn't believe their hypocritical rhetoric at all.

Most people compromise because they fear the Five Elders, fear the Navy, and are obsessed with their own power. They just want to whitewash their sense of justice, so they use these words as a fig leaf.

But Long knew very well that his father was not that kind of person.

He truly strives to protect civilians, dedicating his life to the navy, a cause for justice in his heart.

But how many such navies can there be?

"Nonsense! As your father, I have to give you a good beating to wake you up!"

Garp angrily swung his fist.

He wasn't stupid. He knew that his son's public pronouncements of such vile remarks would only exacerbate the dangers facing the revolutionary army and make their future situation even more difficult.

The anger stemmed from the father's love and care for his son.

The two started fighting.

Surprisingly, neither side used any game skills; they simply relied on their physical abilities to fight, as if trying to overwhelm the other.

"Dad, your fists are too soft. It seems the Navy's corruption is so rampant that it's made your sense of justice grow old?"

"You brat, your fists are too soft."

Everyone looked at each other strangely; the situation was inexplicably bizarre, which prevented either side from stepping forward to help.

The fight between the two only came to a halt after Garp was grabbed by the neck by the dragon's five fingers, thrown out, and slammed into a wall on the street.

"Dad, you're getting old."

Clearly, the revolutionary army leader held the advantage in this battle.

The revolutionaries cheered.

Garp coughed as he got up from the ground, casually dusted himself off, and said, "My iron fist of love for my son and grandson won't become dull with age. Since you're so stubborn, I'll show you my newly acquired abilities."

(End of this chapter)