Volume 7: The Awakening Spring Thunder, Chapter 8: Ambition

Footsteps finally resonated, and emerging from behind the sturdy man with whiskers was a slightly hunched elder. His complexion, white but flush with a healthy red, revealed that his physical condition was no less than that of the strong man walking ahead of him. Eyes that opened and shut intermittently seemed to lack spirit, yet if you took a closer look, you could perceive the occasional glint of cold light deep within the elder's pupils. His visage, marked by the ravages of time, was enough to confirm his identity.

"Mr. Gote? I have long admired your renowned name." Facing this pirate king who had roamed the Nether Sea for decades, Komer suddenly felt an odd sensation, as if this man was his own reflection several decades later. The world-weary look in his eyes seemed to record the storms and struggles he had experienced over the years. Taking a deep breath and standing up, Komer approached and said, "Meeting you today has indeed stirred an endless array of emotions within me."