Chapter 393 Confrontation and Discussion

The sea surface was sparkling, and the sunlight shone through the thin clouds onto the sea, reflecting an endless array of blue and golden light.

The warship and the Moby Dick slowly approached each other in this vast sea. The two behemoths seemed to be facing each other by fate. The distance between them gradually shortened, and a tense atmosphere filled the space between the two ships.

Jin An stood on the deck of the warship, his eyes cold and determined.

He knew that this confrontation might determine how the situation would develop, and he had to demonstrate his dignity and determination as a naval admiral at this critical moment.

He took a deep breath, took a step forward, and asked in a steady but powerful voice, "Are you here to take the prisoners away?"

Jin'an's question was like a sharp sword, piercing directly into the core of the Whitebeard Pirates.

Hearing this, Whitebeard and his pirates' faces darkened, anger burning in their eyes.

For the Whitebeard Pirates, the word "prisoner" is tantamount to an insult to their family.

Whitebeard frowned, and his majestic figure seemed to be able to oppress the atmosphere of the entire battlefield.

His voice was deep and powerful, "Those are my family, not prisoners."

Every word Whitebeard spoke was filled with unshakable determination, and his voice echoed across the sea like a tsunami.

The pirates looked fierce, and their hands holding their weapons trembled slightly with anger. They wished they could rush up immediately and tear Jin An and his warship into pieces.

However, Jin An did not back down in the face of such hostility.

His eyes were as sharp as a knife, and he shook his head, his tone calm and firm: "Ever since they were captured by Blackbeard Teach and sent to the World Government, they have been prisoners."

Jin'an's words were like the cold truth, instantly silencing everyone in the Whitebeard Pirates.

Although they were filled with anger and resentment, they could not deny the facts that Jin An said.

Joz and Thatch have indeed fallen into enemy hands and become prisoners of the World Government.

The pirates' anger burned uncontrollably and they gnashed their teeth, but they could not find any reason to refute.

The air was filled with tension and gunpowder, as if it was about to explode.

Jin An knew that he had to be tough and firm at this moment, otherwise any hesitation would allow the other party to take advantage of the situation.

His voice was deep and powerful, with unquestionable determination: "If you want to take those two people away, then I'm sorry, unless you step over my dead body, it's impossible."

Jin'an's words were like a punch that struck the Whitebeard Pirates to their core.

The pirates' faces were livid, and anger was boiling in their chests, as if it would erupt at any moment.

Their eyes were filled with hatred and determination, but Jin'an's calmness and determination prevented them from acting rashly.

Whitebeard's eagle-like eyes stared at Jinan, as if he wanted to see through every thought in his heart.

Jin An looked back at Whitebeard without fear, and their eyes met in the air, seemingly able to ignite the entire sea.

Whitebeard clenched his hands slightly, he knew that the admiral in front of him was not an opponent that could be easily shaken.

"You are very courageous, General Jinan." Whitebeard finally spoke, with a barely perceptible hint of respect and threat in his voice.

His gaze was like a sharp blade, piercing Jin'an's heart, but Jin'an remained as steady as a rock, without any hesitation.

"I'm just doing what I should do." Jin An responded calmly, without a trace of hesitation in his eyes.

He knew that he had to remain calm because if he showed any weakness, the other side would attack without hesitation.

White Beard was silent for a moment, and finally nodded, as if acknowledging Jin'an's determination and strength.

He turned around and faced his angry subordinates, his voice full of unquestionable authority: "Be quiet first."

Although the pirates were unwilling, they had no choice but to put away their weapons and quietly retreat back to the Moby Dick under Whitebeard's orders.

Their anger still burned in their chests, but they knew that their father's decision was for the benefit of the entire pirate group and they had to obey.

As the Moby Dick slowly turned around, the Whitebeard Pirates gradually moved away from the warship and sailed at a relatively safe distance from the navy.

Jin An stood on the deck and watched them leave, but he did not let his guard down.

He knew that the storm was not over, Blackbeard's conspiracy still loomed over the sea area, and new conflicts could break out at any time.

"We have won a temporary peace, but what next?" Zefa stood beside Jin'an, looking deeply at the Moby Dick not far away, with a hint of worry in his voice.

Jin An was silent for a moment, then took a deep breath and looked into the distance with a determined look: "No matter what, we must prepare for the worst. The navy's duty is to protect peace, even at the cost of our lives, we must do it."

Some polite words have to be said, but Jinan is not stupid enough to sacrifice his life for the decision made by the World Government.

Not long after, Whitebeard and Marco walked down from the Moby Dick, and approached the warship with steady steps like a mountain.

Whitebeard's huge body looked even more majestic in the sunlight, like an immovable tower, while Marco followed closely behind him with a solemn expression, determination and worry flashing in his eyes.

Whitebeard's eyes were as sharp as an eagle's as he stared directly at Jin An on the warship.

He walked slowly, but every step was filled with unquestionable dominance.

The naval soldiers standing on the deck couldn't help but hold their breath. They could feel the powerful aura emanating from this legendary king of the sea.

There seemed to be an invisible pressure in the air, and everyone was on edge, waiting for the upcoming conversation.

Whitebeard finally stopped in front of Jinan and Zefa. His deep voice was like thunder, carrying an unignorable sense of majesty and oppression: "We don't want to have a conflict with the navy, we just want to meet Joz and the others."

Jin An stood on the deck with a serious and calm expression. He understood the meaning behind Whitebeard's words.

This is not just a father's concern for his son, but also the dignity of the Whitebeard Pirates.

Jin An took a deep breath and felt the pressure from the other party's aura, but he remained calm and quickly weighed the pros and cons in his mind.

Zefa stood aside, a thoughtful look in his eyes.

He knew very well that Whitebeard's request at this moment was not a simple meeting, but a test, an exploration of Whitebeard's bottom line of the navy.

Zefa and Jinan looked at each other, their eyes met in the air, tacitly conveying silent messages.

Jinan knew very well that rejecting Whitebeard's request might lead to a bigger conflict. Once a war broke out between the two sides, it would not only cause countless casualties, but would also further deteriorate the situation.

He knew that he had to make a careful decision at this moment.

Jinan didn't answer immediately, his eyes moving between Whitebeard and Marco, as if weighing the intentions behind their words.

The few seconds of silence seemed particularly long on the sea, as if every second was increasing the tense atmosphere in the air.

Finally, Jin An nodded slightly, breaking the silence.

His voice was still calm and decisive, but it also contained a hint of tolerance and understanding: "Yes, but it must be done on a warship, and your weapons must remain on board."

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding naval soldiers breathed a sigh of relief.

A hint of approval flashed in Whitebeard's sharp eyes. He saw Jin'an's caution and responsibility, and also saw that he was not willing to push the situation to extremes.

Whitebeard nodded slightly, then turned and signaled Marco to hand the weapon to the pirate beside him.

"Okay," White Beard said in a deep voice. There was less oppression in his voice, and he seemed satisfied with Jin An's decision.

Zefa nodded slightly beside him. Although he was still a little worried, he knew that Jinan had made the wisest choice.

At this time, Zefa said no more, but stood aside, keeping alert and ready to deal with any emergencies that might occur at any time.

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