Time, nine o'clock in the evening.

The Southern Royal Capital District was ensconced in an environment that was both absolutely silent and noisy.

Silent was the night, noisy were the clinking glasses in those small taverns hidden by the night, the sound of gunshots in dark alleys, and the sounds of brawls.

Those noises of crime that never rest in the black mire.

Vasini had long been accustomed to these sounds, he even somewhat enjoyed them, as if patrolling his own Kingdom.

His Dark Night Kingdom.

No matter if it wasn't his now, he was determined to fight for it.

Susa's home was at the northern edge of the South District, considered an excellent location since it was near the Central District and convenient to reach the Port District, essentially escaping the chaos and filth of the South District.

You could tell just by looking at the road conditions, as Vasini's car drove across the northern roads, he noticed the ground here had been repaved, it was clean, with no vomit or excrement, no homeless people.

There were no brawls happening in the alleys either.

So it was no wonder Susa wanted to break away from the family alliance and defect, he simply didn't want to live in the black mire anymore.

Old Kani was sitting beside him, gazing at the road with obvious envy, especially when their car slowly approached Susa's mansion.

Susa lived in a well-planned residential area, a detached large house with a garden, resembling the mansions in the Central District.

Unlike Old Kani or Vasini, who still lived in the family's old house, big as it might be, it wasn't as cleanly planned, nor did it have a garden or fountain.

"Jealous of him, Godfather?"

Vasini asked.

Old Kani paused for a moment, then coughed slightly, "Not too much."

The two got out of the car together, and in Susa's big house, ever since servants came out to greet them, these servants looked well-trained, well-mannered.

One could say, Susa was no longer like a Mafia, more like a noble from the Central District.

The meeting was held in the living room of his main house.

By the time Vasini and Old Kani walked in, many people were already seated inside.

All naturally those who wanted to return but thought the terms too harsh, the family leaders.

They gave Vasini some face, as soon as they saw him, they all stood up.

In any case, with Vasini's display of killing Luca in the street, he had earned enough respect.

Power is everything.

This principle is especially important in the black mire.

Susa, too, did not use his seniority to do anything, he got up and walked toward Vasini as well.

"Vasini, long time no see, you know I've always been unwell, so I didn't come out to greet you, I'm truly sorry."

"You certainly need not do so, after all, you are of the same era as my father, an elder."

Vasini didn't care what Susa really thought, at least not at this moment, he didn't need to tear a rift.

Let's see what this group intends to do.

Susa then also greeted Old Kani.

Old Kani remained steady, his expression unchanged, a steadfast figure standing behind Vasini.

The group then moved to the dining table.

Before the food was served, the dining table could also serve as a discussion table; the only difference was what was shared was something else.

Susa sat at the main seat, so naturally, Vasini sat opposite him.

"Gentlemen, I think some words need not be said long. Tonight we gather here to discuss only a very simple issue: whether you truly intend to return."

Once seated, Vasini did not hold back anymore, directly hitting on the main point.

"Vasini, you understand well, we are all from that era, at least our surnames are, we were always a single entity, what happened before was only under duress, we too acted for the sake of the family's continuation. Now, the strong enemy has been eliminated, naturally, we are willing to return to the embrace of the alliance, after all, isn't family the original concept of the Mafia?"

Susa indeed came forth to smooth things over.

"I never said I would deny your return, of course, I welcome it."

"However, your demand to merge everything into the Martinos Clan is unreasonable, particularly as, with the strong enemy gone, even temporary ordinances do not apply. Family alliance reflects the will of our forebears."

Susa continued to speak of tradition.

"Uttahan hasn't been completely wiped out, we must unite, and who eliminated the strong enemy? It was me. According to alliance tradition, everyone listens to the strongest, I led everyone out of the predicament, thus, you should continue following me, especially since I have already forgiven all past grievances."

Vasini's words were firm.

Everyone present looked grim.

Old Kani seemed to sense the atmosphere was off, hurriedly coughed and said, "Actually...with Luca dead, Uttahan is no longer a climate, Vasini, we certainly remember your achievements, but, a family is a family, each one is different..."

"So Godfather, you also stand on their side?"

"No, no, Vasini, my child, I will always stand with you."

Old Kani tried to explain.

But Susa laughed.

"Enough, Kani, this child will never give up his ambitions, then, let it be, we've done our best."

Upon hearing this, Old Kani fell silent, then took a deep breath, "Vasini, my child, would you really go your own way?"

"What else?"

Vasini retorted.

"Anyone who defies tradition meets an ill fate; historically those with dictatorial aims have all perished."

Susa stood up.

The family leaders all stood up too.

"Go reunite with your father, Vasini."

Susa's words hadn't even finished when fierce gunfire erupted outside.

Clearly, the men Vasini brought had been ambushed.

Old Kani hurriedly retreated to the side.

In the darkness of the big house, people began emerging.

Many people.

All wielding shiny Wenster typewriters, uniformly dressed in long trench coats and hats.

If Ethan were present, he would likely be dazed, it seemed as if the Bolita family had arrived.

Seeing this scene, Vasini merely shook his head.

"You all simply don't understand…"

He hadn't finished his words, as intense gunfire already surrounded him.

The bullets swept over like a storm.

It's imaginable, if he were hit, he'd instantly become a sieve.

But, Vasini merely extended his hand.

Since that night, he never feared any bullets again.

For God was protecting him.

"You have no idea who you are actually opposing."

Vasini extended his hand, and the dense bullets instantly, halted before him.

Then, one by one, they all fell to the ground, making a crisp clattering sound.

This scene left the family leaders dumbfounded.

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