The Unscathed Mobile Fortress and the Four Emperors' Cruel Rules

As if to confirm Zoro's godlike Future Sight.

Before the gates, Jigra's body began trembling violently like a leaf in the wind.

He suddenly raised his head. His face had been utterly twisted by extreme grief, fury, and madness, tears and snot streaming down it like floodwaters bursting through a dam!

"Do you know?! A few days ago, I really did receive an invitation to BIG MOM's damned Tea Party!"

Like a crazed Lone Wolf, Jigra hysterically roared at Bege and the enormous pink gates:

"But I had no way to attend!"

"Because... because that day was the funeral of my beloved mother!"

"I even explained the reason in my reply, in the humblest, most respectful terms, begging that old hag for forgiveness!"

Jigra's bloodshot eyes looked ready to bleed, and his voice was so shrill it seemed about to tear apart his vocal cords:

"But! Do you know... do you know what that demon BIG MOM put in the gift box she sent back to me?!!!"

"It was the head of my biological father... who was lying in the hospital, covered in tubes to keep him alive, ahhhhh!!!!"

That bloodcurdling scream, like a cuckoo crying blood, made many of the underground emperors present abruptly change expression.

Though they were all villains, the tragedy of harm befalling one's family still made them feel the horrifying cruelty and unchallengeable tyranny of BIG MOM, one of the Four Emperors.

"Today... I didn't come to attend some bullshit Tea Party!" Jigra suddenly thrust his hand into the inner pocket of his dark suit.

"I came here—to take revenge!!!"

"Bang! Bang!"

Without the slightest hesitation, he drew his gun, chambered it, and fired in one fluid motion!

Two sharp, piercing gunshots tore through the fake waltz.

The foreheads of the two burly mafia guards