I am the Bandit King of the East Sea.

Everyone perked up and looked toward the wooden house.

But what followed filled them with doubt.

Several minutes passed.

Apart from that initial loud bang, there was no further sound.

"Could the battle have been decided in a single blow?"

Everyone was stunned.

........

Xige, the bandit king of Donghai Mountain, died.

The series is finally finished! Congratulations! (crossed out)

.............

Inside the dilapidated wooden house.

Karp frowned, looked down, and looked at Sig, who was still sitting in the chair, with a puzzled expression.

His fist hovered in front of Sieg's nose, but he ultimately didn't deliver the full punch.

The powerful gust of wind from the punch almost completely ripped off the wooden wall behind Sieg, revealing a shocking hole.

Sig, sitting in front of him, remained seated, showing absolutely no reaction.

Why didn't you dodge?

"Why don't you stand up and have a fair and square battle with me?"

Garp slowly withdrew his fist and asked in a deep voice.

Sig, still sitting in his chair, looked up at Karp.

Despite facing such a terrifyingly powerful opponent, his expression remained calm.

The engine of the Emperor remained silent.

What Karp didn't know was that Sieg had already made thorough preparations.

"Everything is under my control."

Sig thought to himself.

He was not someone who would sit idly by and wait for death.

Having decided to act according to his inner voice, Sieg possesses exceptional drive.

As early as after seeing Garp's warship in Windmill Village, Sieg had already begun preparing a total of 10086 plans to back down.

For example, bowing deeply at the speed of light, asking Garp to "give me face and let it go," or exposing his chest in apology, etc...

Garp's sudden punch was part of the worst-case scenario that Sieg had envisioned, but it was also within his expectations.

That's right.

The instant Garp appeared, Sig had already opened the system panel at lightning speed and removed the character card KING.

He has now lost the style of King and the engine of the Emperor.

There's absolutely no need to worry that Garp will imagine you as a formidable enemy and attack you rashly.

"Actually, I've become much stronger since I came into this world."

"I've chatted and laughed with Shanks, and I've negotiated face-to-face with Dragon, the leader of the Revolutionary Army..."

"Having gone through all of this, my acting skills have improved a lot."

Sig secretly applauded himself.

He was very satisfied with his performance.

Even without equipping the King character card, Sig is now able to control his facial expressions very well.

Even when faced with a punch from Garp, he could calmly maintain a poker face.

Sig raised his head and met Garp's gaze.

“I will not stand up,” Sieg said softly.

"Hmm?" Garp narrowed his eyes.

"You think my fists aren't hard enough? You think you can take me down just by sitting in a chair?"

Garp smiled, clenched his fist once more, and a terrifying aura began to rise again.

Facing Garp's renewed attack, Sigurd simply smiled, seemingly unfazed.

"Excuse me, my legs are weak and I can't stand up."

Garp was completely stunned.

Then he was so angry he almost exploded, his clenched fists still trembling.

"Are you trying to fool me? If you don't stand up now, I won't hold back anymore!"

Garp roared and raised his fist again.

Faced with Garp's fury, Sieg simply smiled calmly.

Ha ha.

After coming into this world, there will always be some inexplicable people who have unrealistic fantasies about him.

Now, it's finally time to shatter their illusions!

Sieg's gaze suddenly sharpened!

At this moment, he did not back down!

A strong belief was supporting him in his heart!

"I will shatter all your unrealistic delusions!"

"I want to prove my weakness to the whole world!"

A roar erupted from within Sieg, barely managing to suppress his fear.

He gripped the armrest of the chair and struggled to his feet!

At that moment, his legs trembled violently, but his eyes remained steadfast.

He did it.

He really did it.

At this moment, he finally shed the burden of being a big shot that he had always wanted to get rid of, and faced the world with honesty.

Then the next moment.

pat.

Sig lost his footing and fell back onto the chair.

He himself was clutching his heart in pain, feeling it pounding wildly.

His lips were pale, and his face was bloodless.

Karp loosened his fist somewhat bewildered, then helped Sig, who was sitting on the chair, to sit up again.

He was bewildered.

Garp is 66 years old. Although he is still burly and strong, his hair has indeed turned gray. He is already a grandfather.

And the guy in front of me, Sig... is definitely much younger than Garp.

But in front of this sixty-year-old man, Sieg seemed decades older, and even standing up required great effort.

"Come on! You want to fight... then let's fight! I'm not afraid... I'm afraid... I'm afraid of you!"

Sig, sitting in the chair, clutched his chest, breathing heavily like a broken bellows.

Karp remained silent.

His Observation Haki grants him the ability to keenly sense the presence of others, but in Garp's perception, the Sigurd in front of him... well, let's just say it's a different story.

Observation Haki is not a panacea; there are indeed some formidable individuals on the high seas who possess the ability to conceal their presence.

At first, Garp also thought that Sig was hiding his presence.

But after testing the waters and seeing Sieg struggling to stand up, his brows furrowed deeply.

This scene was not staged.

Sieg's heart was indeed weak, and his fear was not unfounded.

Let alone any powerful figure who could rival him, Sig in front of him was just an ordinary mountain bandit.

No...even ordinary bandits are stronger than him; he's just an ordinary person...

That's still not right. Even ordinary people aren't as timid as him.

"A weakling who may have heart disease and is very timid."

Garp sighed softly and looked up at the sky in silence.

He came with great enthusiasm, thinking he might encounter a powerful figure from Roger's era, but he never expected this outcome.

Chapter 28 My Facts with Roger

Inside the dilapidated wooden hut, Garp peered at the sky through a large hole created by a punch, momentarily losing interest.

What could he do with the man in front of him?

A lesson learned?

If I scare him a couple more times, this man will probably clutch his chest and lie on the ground, trying to scam me, a man in his sixties.

The once-mighty fighting spirit has completely dissipated.

However, at the same time, Garp still felt that something was amiss.

"Something's not right... How do you know the names of those great pirates like Lone Red, Evil King, and Giant Battleship?"