Don Gambino's assistant, witnessing the situation unfold, couldn't help but let out a malicious smile, "Master, after tonight, your undefeated streak will surely become the talk of the town again."
Every time Don Gambino made a move, people would start spreading the rumor of his invincibility. It would circulate for quite a while until something new happened to take over the gossip.
"No," Don Gambino sighed lightly, his eyes narrowing, and a dark, cold light flashing in them, "I am not invincible. I have lost before."
He had lost.
To a young woman.
That woman was incredibly similar to the girl standing in front of him right now.
Her demeanor, her reflexes, and even the way she selected things—it was all eerily alike.
As Don Gambino was lost in thought, the cutting master took the first slice of the stone. As the cut grew clearer, the crowd could see a deep green hue.
It was sunshine green!
"Continue," Don Gambino's eyes narrowed further, staring intently at the stone.