Time flew, and in the blink of an eye, the day of the tournament between the major Mafia gangs had arrived.
Vito brought A Luo before William first thing that morning.
"You have to win this year's tournament!"
The Corleone Family hadn't taken first place in this tournament for several years running. The other old men had mocked his father for ages, and this year, he was determined to help his father hold his head high!
A Luo glanced at Vito, who stayed close behind William. Turning her plan over in her mind, she gave William a few perfunctory replies and followed them to the venue.
A towering building resembling an ancient Roman colosseum was already packed with people.
Mafias from all over the world had gathered here.
Everywhere she looked, she saw burly men in black suits with brutish faces!
Here and there, she even spotted men with huge, bear-like builds like Uvogin's.
If A Luo had stumbled into a Mafia gathering like this before coming to this world, her legs probably would have gone weak with fear.
But now, after matching wits and strength with the Spider, A Luo felt far more relaxed facing Mafia enforcers who couldn't even use Nen.
Small fry like these were no match for her.
The people she needed to watch were those seated high up in the VIP stands!
Several men dressed much like William each had someone standing behind them who looked dangerous at a glance.
Especially the one in the middle.
With sharply defined muscles, a tall, powerful build, and a presence that nearly rivaled the Spiders', that man struck A Luo as another Nen user.
William turned to ask Vito.
"What's the Wilson Family playing at? They didn't send out the guy who won last year?"
Vito looked strained.