One day later, Marineford, the Marshal's office.
"Hahaha, he's really something, Summer. Defeating two of the Seven Warlords of the Sea in just a few short months—he truly is my fine grandson!" Garp looked at the newspaper in his hands for a moment and burst into hearty laughter. His uninhibited laughter finally provoked Sengoku.
"Garp, shut up! You failed, foolish old man. This is all your fault! With such strength, why didn't you make him a marine?" Sengoku angrily snatched the newspaper from Garp's hands and slammed it down on the desk, veins bulging on his forehead. If he hadn't known this old fellow's temperament, he would have loved to slap him across the face.
Chapter 33