One Piece: Surrounded at Marineford? Just kidding!

The nights on Beehive Island are full of passion.

The campfire and strong liquor made it scalding hot.

The aroma of grilled meat mingled with the scent of rum, filling the air.

The huge bonfire was like a burning hill.

The port was illuminated, making it seem as if there was no night.

The firelight distorted and deformed every face.

Those pirates who once stirred up storms on the sea are now all slumped over the edge of the table.

The wooden cup filled with strong liquor was raised again and again, only to be slammed down again.

Laugh wildly.

Roar.

The dull thud of the barrels colliding.

This savage roar is enough to shake the very heavens.

Chen Ye was right in the center of this chaos.

He sat at a giant table made from the wreckage of a ship.

To the left of Rocks.

The white mask flickered in the firelight, making it difficult to see clearly.

He accepted every toast offered by these sea monsters.

Locusts' domineering whole-barrel filling.

Roger clinked glasses with a provocative force.

He downed it all in one gulp.

The wine trickled down his jawline, wetting his collar, but he didn't care at all.

He possessed an aura of equality and power, and he didn't put on airs because of his status.

This made the group of unruly monsters feel a bit more favorably toward him.

Even Shiki the Golden Lion, who was initially wary of him, eventually admitted it after a few rounds of drinks.

This guy's alcohol tolerance is pretty good.

The atmosphere at the banquet was fueled by alcohol and hormones.

Sudden.

Boom!

A loud bang.

It exploded in everyone's ears.

The surrounding noise and the distant laughter all stopped.

It's Rocks.

He slammed the enormous wine barrel, which was half his height, onto the table.

The thick oak tabletop groaned, and spiderweb-like cracks instantly spread across it.

The wine splashed out, shimmering with an amber light in the firelight.

The entire port fell silent immediately.

Thousands of eyes were fixed on the epicenter of the riot.

The arrogance in Lox's eyes was gone.

That warm, brotherly bond is gone.

All that remained was a suffocating seriousness.

His gaze was like two red-hot irons, fixed firmly on Chen Ye.

"brother."

He spoke, his voice deep and resonant, carrying even more weight than the previous loud noise.

"It's not appropriate for you to wear this mask all the time."

These words immediately made the atmosphere tense again, which had just eased.

Everyone could tell that Rocks wasn't joking.

Chen Ye paused for a moment while drinking.

The wine glass hovered in mid-air, its contents hidden beneath the mask.

He didn't reply.

Lox emphasized his words, each one like a hammer blow striking the hearts of the crowd.

"You helped me and saved me."

"We fought side by side and drank together at the same table."

"I, Lox D. Gibbek, accept this favor."

"but."

His voice suddenly rose, filled with an irresistible pressure.

"At least let me, Lox, see what my benefactor looks like!"

The appearance of the benefactor.

He emphasized those five words very heavily.

It is recognition, it is respect, but it is also a question and a plea.

Chen Ye's brief silence instantly quieted the area around the main banquet table.

The only sound was the crackling of the campfire.

All the key figures turned their gazes into searchlights, focusing entirely on him.

Roger put down the roasted leg, a smile still on his face, but something else was in his eyes.

The white-bearded man's lips twitched downwards, and his eagle-like eyes remained unblinking.

Rayleigh Jabba the Golden Lion Kaido Charlotte Linlin.

Every legendary name that could shake the sea became part of this silent trial.

Just then, a signature laugh broke the deadlock.

"Guralalalalala!"

The white-bearded man's laughter was like a booming bell, making the cups and plates on the table vibrate.

He slammed his huge hand on the table and started making a fuss.

"That's right! Rocks is right!"

"We're all really curious, kid!"

His words were like a favorable wind, fueling the waves that Rocks had stirred up.

"yes!"

Roger grinned, revealing a set of white teeth, and pointed at Chen Ye with his empty wine glass, his tone full of provocation.

"A hero hides his head and tail like that! Is he too ugly to show his face? Hahahaha!"

His unrestrained laughter added another layer of pressure.

Rayleigh and Spark Jabba didn't speak, but they both pushed up their glasses simultaneously, their curiosity saying it all.

Clearly, everyone around was also very curious about Chen Ye's appearance, after all, such a powerful man was someone they were sure to remember!

A pressure from the pleas of the crowd surged toward Chen Ye from all directions, like an invisible tsunami.

This is coercion done in good faith.

It is also the last test of "honesty" by the strong.

Faced with this overwhelming crowd, Chen Ye suddenly smiled.

The laughter was soft, casual, and slightly playful.

Like a gust of wind, it dispersed the heavy atmosphere that felt like a mountain.

He gracefully set down his wine glass.

The bottom of the cup made a crisp sound when it hit the table.

He ignored Rocks's piercing gaze, and didn't look at Roger or Whitebeard.

He just glanced around.

His calm gaze swept across every face present, taking in all their curiosity, inquiry, and scrutiny.

Then, he spoke slowly, his voice not loud, but clearly reaching everyone's ears.

"now that."

He deliberately dragged out the sound, keeping everyone in suspense.

"Everyone is so curious."

"Then I will..."

Everyone's heart was in their throat.

I even slowed my breathing.

Rocks leaned forward slightly, his massive body fixed on Chen Ye's every move.

Roger's smile vanished, replaced by an unprecedented focus.

Whitebeard held his breath, waiting for the secret to be revealed.

They all thought that Chen Ye would raise his hand and take off the mask.

But Chen Ye's actions caught them all off guard.

He didn't pick it with his hands.

He simply raised his right hand casually.

That hand once gathered the energy to destroy an island, and it also once pointed a finger that brought everyone back to their peak condition.

At this moment, the hand was simply raised in mid-air.

Under the frozen gaze of Rocks Roger Whitebeard and all the legendary figures.

He snapped his fingers.

A crisp snap of the fingers.

"Smack."

The sound wasn't loud.

Yet it echoed like a divine oracle in the desolate harbor.

next second.

The pure white mask on his face shattered with a sound.

It didn't crack, nor did it turn into powder.

Instead, in an instant, it disintegrated into countless golden specks of light flying everywhere.

Then, slowly and silently, it dissipated into the night and the firelight.

The light dissipated.

For the first time, Chen Ye's face was fully exposed to the sight of everyone on this Time-Space Beehive Island.

Time seemed to freeze.

The noisy campfire seemed to have fallen silent.

The churning waves seemed to freeze.

Lox's abyss-like eyes suddenly contracted, clearly witnessing the most incredible sight in the world. His massive body froze in place, completely still.

Roger's grin remained in that same arc, but the amusement and curiosity in his eyes were gone, replaced by pure, unspeakable shock.

The white-bearded man's specially made wine glass cracked with a "snap," and wine spilled out along the cracks, but he didn't notice at all.

Their expressions were like those of three statues instantly petrified, frozen in the moment of revelation.