The Grand Line, on an extremely remote desert island.
A man in a white robe, with a face clearly in his twenties, but with white hair, stood with his hands behind his hands. A terrifying aura faintly emanated from the center, compressing the space around him and distorting it slightly. It was very scary!
"System, how long do I have to wait for the son of destiny you call me destined to be?"
"Host, please be patient."
"Waiting patiently again? But I have been waiting for eighty years! I am already one hundred and two years old now! I have already practiced the bad skills you gave me to the extreme!"
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PS: The story of a time traveler with a hundred years of cultivation, possessing the strongest master system, and sweeping the pirate world.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
