This man gave them a good shock with the power of the Golden Lion.

If they fail to capture him this time, the Navy will face another huge problem and become another threat to them.

Whitebeard chuckled. "No need to worry, I am Whitebeard!"

He looked at Kuro as he ascended into the sky and gradually moved away, and said, "Hey, kid, what's your name?"

"I am Roronoa Zoro!" Kuro said solemnly.

"Stop lying, Roronoa Zoro isn't like that at all." Marco had seen the bounty poster; it wouldn't be so easy to fool him.

He yelled at the people above, "Hey, our old man is asking you, don't you have any sense of being a strong person at a time like this?!"

Kuro's lips twitched at these words.

A strong person?

Who are you cursing?

The strong either die in a sneak attack or are killed by an even stronger opponent.

Let whoever wants to be the strong one go; he's not one anyway.

Kuro ignored him and continued flying upwards.

The white-bearded man then laughed and said, "Gurararara, kid, you don't even dare to say your name in front of an old man like me? That's not how a man behaves."

Kuro paused, glanced at him, and pursed his lips. "What a nuisance... My name is Kuro. Goodbye."

He spoke very softly after that.

In addition, the high altitude and the sound carried through the air made it difficult to hear clearly.

"What was his name again?" Izang's ears twitched; he hadn't heard clearly, so he asked the others.

Everyone shook their heads.

"His name seems to be something like Luo... Oh! It's him!"

Vista paused for a moment, then realized: "Kro, the man that Mihawk thought could challenge his title as the world's greatest swordsman, that's right, he's a Marine. Mihawk also encountered a Marine before, no wonder his swordsmanship is so strong."

"Kroo...?"

Marco looked up at Kuro, who had already disappeared into the clouds, and murmured, "It seems he really came alone, and didn't intend to hold us back."

"Gurararara, the younger generation of kids has finally taken the stage. The world ahead..."

The white-bearded man gazed at the sea, his eyes deep, seemingly filled with melancholy, yet also with the realization of some kind of resolve.

"Let's go, we still have important business to attend to. Let's fight him in Marineford!"

Hearing Whitebeard's words, the captains all showed expressions of defiance.

This battlefield is not right, but they might not be afraid of other battlefields.

Izang clenched his fist, "Marineford, I will definitely take Qiushui back!"