Chapter 402 Whitebeard's Tenderness
Karp sighed slightly, shook his head and said, "You always do things that are unexpected." Karp's voice was full of helplessness and emotion.
He looked at Ling Tian, his eyes showing both reproach and admiration for him.
Karp knows that Ling Tian is powerful, but he is also worried that Ling Tian's actions will have unpredictable effects on the world.
His brows furrowed slightly, and the wrinkles on his face deepened, as if he was thinking about the deeper meaning behind Ling Tian's behavior.
"You're always like this, playing by your own rules and making people confused." Karp continued, with a hint of helplessness in his tone.
He knew that Ling Tian had his own ideas and plans, but he also hoped that Ling Tian could use his abilities more cautiously.
Although there was still a hint of worry in Garp's eyes, there was also a sense of helplessness.
He knew that he couldn't stop Ling Tian, and could only hope that he could bring more benefits to the world, rather than disasters.
When everyone heard Ling Tian's admission, they all looked surprised.
Their eyes were wide open, as if they had seen an incredible miracle.
They couldn't imagine that Ling Tian had such powerful abilities that he could resurrect the dead Pirate King Roger.
In everyone's cognition, death is often an irreversible fate, but Ling Tian broke this convention.
Their eyes widened, their gazes fixed on Ling Tian, as if they wanted to see through him.
Their hearts were filled with shock, as if a strong storm was raging within them.
Everyone was trying hard to digest this astonishing fact, trying to understand the incredible power displayed by Ling Tian.
Their hearts were filled with questions and curiosity, wondering why Ling Tian did this.
This question was like a bird that kept circling in their minds and could not be shaken off.
They speculated on Ling Tian's motives. Was it to change the world? Or was there some other deeper purpose? Various thoughts intertwined in their minds, causing them to fall into deep contemplation.
Some people began to discuss quietly, trying to find some clues from each other's opinions.
Their eyes flickered with a desire for knowledge, hoping that Ling Tian could give them an answer.
After Whitebeard learned that Ace had recognized Roger, he felt a complex emotion in his heart.
His huge body moved slightly, as if a towering mountain was swaying in the wind.
Whitebeard's eyes became deep and distant, as if he was lost in a long river of memories.
He recalled every little detail of his time with Ace, that stubborn and brave young man, who was now facing such a complicated situation.
Whitebeard felt both relieved and worried.
He looked at Ace with eyes full of love and understanding.
That loving gaze was like warm sunshine, shining on Ace.
Whitebeard's eyes were full of tenderness, like a loving father looking at his children.
Whitebeard frowned slightly, thinking silently in his heart how to help Ace overcome this difficulty.
His eyes revealed a firm determination. No matter what happened, he would protect Ace as if he were his own family.
Whitebeard patted Ace's shoulder, and the moment his broad palm fell, it seemed as if a steady force was transmitted over him.
He said, "He is your father after all." White Beard's voice was low and powerful, like thunder rolling in the air.
Every word seemed to carry a tremendous force, as if giving Ace a kind of strength, a strength that could support him in facing this difficult reality.
Whitebeard's eyes were filled with deep concern as he looked at Ace, as if he wanted to give the young man courage with his firmness.
Ace raised his head and looked at Whitebeard, tears glistening in his eyes.
Those tears contained too many complex emotions, including confusion, pain, and struggle.
His eyes were filled with confusion about the world and helplessness about his own fate.
Ace's lips trembled slightly. He wanted to say something but didn't know where to start.
His heart was full of contradictions and pain, and he didn't know how to face this father who suddenly appeared.
This character who once existed only in legends was now standing before him alive, causing his heart to fall into chaos.
Whitebeard's words made him fall into deep thought. He knew that Whitebeard was thinking about him, but he still couldn't accept this fact in his heart.
Ace's brain was working rapidly, and various thoughts were intertwined and collided in his mind.
"Dad, I..." Ace hesitated, his eyes full of confusion.
The confusion was like a thick fog, covering his mind and making it difficult for him to see the road ahead.
Ace opened his mouth slightly, but the words were stuck in his throat and he couldn't express them smoothly.
His eyes wandered, as if he was looking for an answer, an answer that could help him get out of this predicament.
His hands were clenched tightly together and trembling slightly, revealing his inner anxiety.
Whitebeard smiled slightly, and that smile was like the spring sunshine, warm and bright.
His eyes were full of love, as if he was looking at his most beloved child.
Whitebeard said: "Ace, don't think too much. No matter what decision you make, we will support you." Whitebeard's voice was low and powerful, and every word was like a hammer, hitting Ace's heart.
His words were full of trust and encouragement, which made Ace feel a little warm in his heart.
There was a firm gleam in Whitebeard's eyes. He knew that Ace was facing a huge dilemma at the moment, but he believed that the young man had enough courage and wisdom to make the right choice.
Whitebeard's eyes were full of trust and encouragement. That trust was like a solid shield, protecting Ace from external pressure; that encouragement was like a burning flame, igniting Ace's inner courage.
Ace felt Whitebeard's love and support, and a warm feeling welled up in his heart.
Ace was silent for a moment, then nodded slowly.
His eyes were still filled with confusion, but within that confusion, there was also a hint of determination.
Ace stood there, knowing in his heart that he needed time to think and accept this fact.
There was a hint of fatigue in his eyes, which was the exhaustion brought about by his inner struggle.
He lowered his eyes slightly, his mind was full of thoughts. This sudden truth was like a surging tide, shaking his originally peaceful inner world into pieces.
He needed time to sort out these chaotic emotions and understand this reality that he had never thought of.
He looked at Whitebeard, his heart filled with gratitude. Whitebeard's tall figure was like a solid fortress, giving him an endless sense of security.
Ace knew that no matter what happened, Whitebeard and his pirate group would always be by his side.
They are his family and his most solid support in this world.
Tears glistened in Ace's eyes, a mixture of emotion and warmth.
