Chapter 390 Before the banquet begins

On this sunny day, everyone gathered outside Lingtian's wooden house.

After learning that Ling Tian was sleeping, they decided to start the banquet directly outside the cabin and enjoy this rare happy time together.

The sunlight gently falls on the land like a golden veil, covering everything around with a warm and bright glow.

The breeze blew gently, bringing the fragrance of flowers and plants in the distance, making people feel relaxed and happy. Everyone's face was filled with anticipation and excitement, and they couldn't wait to start this banquet full of joy and warmth.

White-bearded Edward Newgate stood in the center of the crowd. His tall figure was like a towering mountain, exuding a majestic aura.

His figure seemed to merge with the world, giving people a strong sense of oppression and security. Whitebeard straightened his spine slightly, and his broad shoulders seemed to be able to carry the weight of the whole world.

He was wearing a black coat, the corners of which fluttered gently in the breeze like a flag, demonstrating his majesty and glory.

His white beard fluttered gently in the breeze, as white and holy as snowflakes.

Each strand of the beard seems to contain the stories and wisdom of the years. They sway gently with the rhythm of the breeze, as if telling the story of White Beard's eventful life experience.

Whitebeard narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing a calmness that comes from having experienced many vicissitudes of life. His gaze was deep and far-reaching, as if he could see through everything in the world.

His eyes showed both memories of the past and expectations for the future. His face was covered with wrinkles, which were traces left by the years, but each wrinkle seemed to tell of his bravery and tenacity.

"Since Ling Tian is resting, let's not wait for him and start the banquet." White Beard's voice was low and deep, like muffled thunder echoing in the air.

His words were full of majesty and determination, making people obey his orders involuntarily. Whitebeard's voice seemed to have a magical power that could penetrate people's hearts and make people feel his firmness and confidence.

Marco stood beside Whitebeard, his tall figure like a proudly upright pine tree. The sunlight shone on his blue feathers, creating a gorgeous halo.

He raised his head slightly, his eyes flashing with excitement, that light was like bright stars, shining in his eyes.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing an expectant smile, as if he had already seen the lively scene at the banquet.

Marco patted Whitebeard's shoulder gently, his tone full of joy: "Dad, this banquet will definitely be wonderful. Everyone has been looking forward to it for a long time."

His voice was brisk and bright, like a spring breeze, making people feel extremely comfortable. He exuded a kind of vitality and confidence, as if endless energy was surging in his body.

His eyes revealed his longing for the future and his full confidence in this banquet.

Kaido, the King of Beasts, held his hands in front of his chest. His huge body was like an unshakable mountain, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

He frowned slightly, his eyes revealing a hint of impatience. His sturdy arms were like huge tree trunks, full of power.

Kaido said in a rough voice: "Hmph, a party? I hope there is enough wine." His voice echoed in the air like thunder, making people's eardrums vibrate slightly.

Kaido's face showed a trace of desire, as if only a large amount of fine wine could satisfy his desire. His eyes flashed with obsession with wine, as if in his world, wine was everything.

His huge body swayed slightly, as if announcing his presence to everyone.

Buggy the Clown was dancing on the side, and his exaggerated expressions and movements made people laugh.

"Haha, a party! There must be a lot of treasures!" Bucky shouted excitedly. Bucky's eyes were wide open, flashing with greed, as if he had seen countless precious treasures in front of him.

He was dancing and jumping on the spot, and his big red nose twitched up and down with his movements, which made him look particularly funny.

His voice was sharp and loud, echoing in the air, full of anticipation for the banquet and desire for treasure. "This banquet will surely bring me, Captain Buggy, a lot of rewards! Maybe we can even find clues to the legendary treasure!"

As Bucky spoke excitedly, he imagined himself discovering the treasure at the party, with a smug smile on his face.

When Luffy heard that the party was about to begin, he immediately jumped up, his face filled with an excited smile. Luffy was like a little sun full of energy, emitting endless enthusiasm and vitality.

His body leaped high, as if to break through the sky. His short black hair fluttered in the wind, revealing his determined and bright eyes.

"Great! Let the party begin!" Luffy shouted loudly, his voice as loud as a bell, full of joy and excitement. His eyes sparkled, as if he had seen countless delicacies waving to him.

Luffy rubbed his hands together eagerly, imagining the delicious feast that was about to come.

"I can't wait, I must have a big meal!" Luffy said excitedly, with a bright smile on his face, as if the whole world became a better place because of this banquet.

Nami frowned slightly. She looked at Luffy's excitement and said helplessly, "Luffy, don't be too impulsive. Pay attention to your image."

Nami's eyes were full of tenderness and reproach. She shook her head gently, looking at Luffy's impatient look, feeling both amused and helpless.

Nami was wearing a blue dress, her long golden hair sparkling in the sun. She was holding a notebook in her hand, as if she was recording something important.

Zoro stood aside with his hands folded across his chest. His tall and strong body was like a sculpture made of steel, exuding a powerful aura.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a coldness in his eyes, like a sharp sword, ready to be unsheathed at any time.

His short green hair fluttered gently in the breeze, adding a bit of unruly air to him. Zoro raised his chin slightly, his eyes scanning the surroundings, as if he was examining the upcoming banquet.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a faint smile with a hint of disdain, as if he didn't have much expectations for this banquet.

"A party? As long as there's wine, that's fine." Zoro said calmly. His voice was deep and powerful, like thunder echoing in the air.

Sauron's words were concise and clear, without any dragging. It seemed that his only requirement for the banquet was wine, as if as long as there was wine, he could find his own happiness in this banquet.