Chapter 470—The Last Fish That Escaped the Net
The spring sun rose from the sea, casting a soft glow on the turbulent waters.
But it couldn’t chase away the faint murderous aura and coldness hanging in the air.
The new naval headquarters stood strong.
The soldiers formed up in a solemn, disciplined formation, creating a magnificent sight, while the black flag of justice fluttered high, covering the sky.
Atop the tower of the central military fortress, a figure with a strange presence slowly ascended, moving under Law’s watchful gaze.
This man was unusual, resembling a living birdman. He had snow-white wings on both arms and wore a luxurious black suit.
"Finally here, the last dark emperor of the underground world, the world’s Morgan, the president of the News Agency."
On the tower, Liu Feng, draped in a Fleet Admiral’s cloak, didn’t turn around but calmly surveyed the massive military formation below, a smile playing at the corner of his lips.
This birdman was Morgan—the dark emperor of the underground world and a giant of the news industry.
Morgan sneered. "Yes, it wasn’t easy escaping the pursuit of your new navy, but I didn’t expect you to find me in the end."
He eyed Liu Feng’s back with a glint of disdain in his eyes, yet there was no trace of fear on his face, yet his tone was laced with mockery.
Liu Feng smiled. "When I cleaned up the underground world of the New World, you, the news tycoon, probably received the news long before anyone else."
"I didn’t come because of Stussy’s invitation."
Morgan laughed. "How could I not know? If I didn’t have at least this much intelligence, I would have wasted all my years in the New World."
"I’ve been keeping a close eye on the Golden Emperor’s movements."
"As for Stussy, she’s never been so eager to call for a gathering of the Dark Emperors."
"The intention is a bit too obvious."
Liu Feng shook his head. "No, it’s not that the intention was too obvious, it’s that you were too smart."
Indeed, Stussy had been involved in the Happy Street incident.
Under the pressure of Liu Feng, an emergency meeting of the underground world was hastily called. All the Dark Emperors attended, except for Morgan, who was the only one to escape Liu Feng’s wrath.
Since then, Morgan had vanished from the seas without a trace, as though he had never existed.
This alone demonstrated the terrifying reach of Morgan’s intelligence network, making him a formidable figure in the news industry.
However, as Liu Feng led the new navy and gradually unified the seas of the New World, claiming territories and forces once controlled by the Whitebeard Pirates, some hidden clues finally surfaced.
It turned out that Morgan, the fish that slipped through the net, had never truly left the New World.
Instead, he had been hiding in a territory previously under Whitebeard’s command. Taking advantage of the chaos, he concealed his identity and quietly regained control over the news industry he had once ruled.
It didn’t take long for Admiral Aokiji to act, personally capturing the birdman alive.
"You don’t seem scared."
Liu Feng sensed Morgan’s breath carefully and found no change in his emotional state. His breathing was steady, and his heartbeat remained calm.
Morgan smiled. "Aokiji didn’t kill me but brought me back alive. That’s enough to prove you didn’t need a corpse."
"Then I naturally have nothing to fear,"
"After all, for someone like me...I am more valuable to you and the new navy if I am alive, aren’t I?"
Liu Feng was momentarily stunned by this, then slowly turned around to face Morgan.
"I have to say, it’s really easy to talk to smart people."
Morgans laughed. "Everyone is a businessman, and cooperation is the foundation of doing business."
"Without cooperation, it’s just a matter of the conditions you offer not being high enough."
"Even you, Liu Feng, the Fleet Admiral of the new navy, are essentially a businessman."
"Tell me, I will never refuse anything I can do for you."
He raised his wings and pointed at his head, smiling helplessly. "My life is in your hands."
Liu Feng nodded with satisfaction. To be honest, if it was an ordinary underground emperor, he really didn’t care and would just kill him.
But Morgan’s intelligence, the intelligence industry and intelligence network he controlled, and his "sensible" character allowed Liu Feng to consider cooperating with him.
After all, this guy has been operating in the New World for so many years, and his foundation was stronger than many forces.
The most important thing was, if Morgan was killed , it would be a pity that the intelligence network behind him cannot be controlled in his own hands.
"Did you see that...??"
Liu Feng raised his hand and pointed to the bottom of the tower.
Morgans then wiped the smile from his face, his expression turning serious. "The execution platform."
Liu Feng smiled. "Yes, the execution platform."
An execution platform soon appeared in the headquarters of the new navy.
Its significance was clear and undeniable.