Whitebeard shook his head instinctively.
That's right—he really didn't believe it.
Having sailed across these seas for so many years, he was well acquainted with the state of the New World. Even if he had died in the war at the top, he had a rough idea of where the ocean would head after his death.
Though, in that final battle, he had placed his last hope in Ace's younger brother—the straw-hat boy named Luffy.
But he didn't think that the Straw Hat Boy would be able to escape from this chaotic vortex so quickly.
The new world was still too early for him.
If he were to say which force is most likely to replace Whitebeard after his death and the disintegration of the Whitebeard Pirates, Whitebeard thought it was most likely the Marine Headquarters.
The navy's foundation was really huge.
Even the Four Emperors who dominate the New World were far inferior to the Marine Headquarters.
How old was this little kid Liu Feng in front of him?
At most, he was only in his early twenties.
Can such a person become the overlord of the new world?
How could Whitebeard believe it?
Liu Feng hasn't spoken yet.
Marco took the initiative to explain.
In just a few short sentences, he recounted Liu Feng's rise to power, leaving Whitebeard stunned.
Roger had been resurrected in Rogue Town.
He had conquered the Prison of Impel Down and recruited the Golden Lion.
He defeated the Kingdom of Dressrosa, resurrected Zephyr, and rebuilt the NEO Navy.
He unified the underground forces of the New World, conquered Big Mom's Tottland, and annihilated the Four Emperors' Big Mom Pirates.
He defended Fishman Island, defended Dressrosa, and opened three major battlefronts.
The Navy Headquarters' "Battle of Justice" followed, with the ups and downs of war unfolding like a grand, vivid painting in front of Whitebeard through Marco's methodical narration.
Whitebeard seemed to see the heroic figure of Roger walking slowly out from the execution platform in Roger Town.
It was as if he saw the domineering scene of Impel Down falling into the sea and the Golden Lion escaping from the trap.
Whitebeard saw the shocking scene of Doflamingo's fall and the resurrection of the people.
Whitebeard saw the NEO new navy raising its battle flag.
Whitebeard saw the overthrow of nations and the Heroic Decisive Battle of the Naval Headquarters.
In the end, until Marco stopped, Whitebeard was still immersed in deep shock, unable to extricate himself.
His old but deep eyes looked quietly at Li Feng, who was smiling in front of him, and a touch of admiration welled up in his heart.
He had weathered countless storms over the years. But because of this, he deeply understood how difficult it was to achieve what Liu Feng had in just a few months.
From Marco's brief description, Whitebeard could see Liu Feng's strategy, courage, wisdom, and battle prowess.
"It hasn't been easy for you," Whitebeard said with a hint of admiration.
Liu Feng smiled calmly.
"Everyone goes through their own struggles. I'm just a little luckier than most."
"Besides…" he continued, "compared to you, this is nothing."
He looked at Whitebeard with burning eyes.
This man once protected this sea with his own strength.
Even if he died in the final battle, his posture was also unyielding.
Such a heroic figure was worthy of Liu Feng's admiration.
"Gulalala!!"
Hearing Liu Feng's agreement, even White Beard couldn't help but feel happy.
Then, Whitebeard's face softened into a warm smile as he stretched out his large, powerful hand toward Liu Feng.
"Young man, I admire you."
Liu Feng froze, a sudden bad premonition creeping up his spine. His mouth twitched.
This guy...
Could it be...
Roger and the Golden Lion's faces shifted in shock, and their breathing became erratic.
Whitebeard chuckled, clearly enjoying the moment.
"Liu Feng, be my son!"
Liu Feng: "…"
Marco: "…"
Roger and the Golden Lion jumped up immediately, their faces turning red as they shouted in unison:
"--No!!"
Their tone was filled with frustration and dissatisfaction.
Liu Feng's mouth twitched.
It felt like a thousand alpaca horses were galloping through his heart.
'Is there something wrong with this guy Whitebeard?'
Such a thought suddenly flashed through his mind.
"Why not?"
Whitebeard looked at Roger and Golden Lion in confusion and asked with a frown.
Roger and Golden Lion looked at each other.
They actually shook their heads at the same time, like rattles in perfect tacit understanding.
"No, no, it's just not possible."
They said in unison.
What a joke.
Liu Feng was their boss.
It was embarrassing enough to tell this story to others.
After all, their combined ages was over a hundred years old.
If that old bastard Whitebeard became Liu Feng's father, wouldn't that mean they'd be one generation behind Whitebeard for no reason?!
Big Daddy...
Oh, hell no!
Does that mean Whitebeard would be the father of both of them?!
No!!
No way!
There was no way they were going to let that happen, no matter what!