Light Nostrade's face was filled with an uncontrollable smile: "Then this gives us the chance to rise to the top!!"
All of them were ambitious for the Mafia Don positions, always wanting to rise.
Especially for Light Nostrade, since following Luke, he had come to despise all other mafia families.
"Even the Mafia Dons are nothing but toys for that lord, something he can casually manipulate, erase, and wipe out whenever he wants. The other mafia families aren't even worth fearing!!"
Light Nostrade felt an endless heroic spirit surge in his chest: "This is my opportunity!!"
He turned sharply to look at the three people behind him, the ones he considered his greatest support: "What do you all think?"
"Shura? Gaki? Rengoku? You three say something!!"
"We have no particular opinion."
The huge, muscular Gaki only glanced once at the overly excited Light Nostrade: "We only follow that lord's orders. If he tells us to support you, we support you."
Likewise, if that lord did not approve, they definitely would not follow Light Nostrade.
Ever since Luke stationed them in Yorknew City and they met Light Nostrade, they had diligently trained and worked.
After achieving considerable improvement in Nen, they helped Light Nostrade completely stabilize the situation in Yorknew City.
One could say that Yorknew City now followed the will of Light Nostrade alone.
Even mayoral changes had to take Light Nostrade's opinion into account.
Perhaps it was precisely this takeover of Yorknew City that provoked the remaining Mafia Dons, causing them to take desperate measures.
With V5's tacit support, they hired the Zoldyck Family to assassinate Pablo Escobar.
Which, indirectly, led them to seal their own fate.
"I understand, I know everything."
Although excited, Light Nostrade was well aware of who granted him everything he currently had.
He immediately took out his phone, preparing to properly express his loyalty to his boss.
However…
"It can't get through?"
No matter how he dialed, he could not reach the number.
Light Nostrade could only suppress his emotions and wait silently in anticipation and longing.
Meanwhile, on Luke's side, after sending away Milluki and returning to the Hunter Association headquarters, he tossed his phone to the House Robot.
Regardless of the fallout from killing the Mafia Dons or the father and son duo from the Zoldyck Family taking the assassination job on Pariston, all of it was going to create considerable commotion.
There was a 100% chance he would be continuously disturbed.
So it was better to disappear for now.
Leaving the phone with the House Robot meant it would resolve all troubles for him.
If any call was truly important and absolutely had to be taken, it would notify Luke promptly.
As for now…
"So this is your new disciple? He's called Kite, right?"
Within the network world, Luke sat before a steaming, fragrant hotpot.
He dipped the tripe into the broth while casually speaking to Ging Freecss beside him.
In front of Luke was a massive floating screen.
On it appeared a tall, lean young man with cold, stern features, long gray hair, and wearing a blue cap.
"He can't really be called a disciple..."
Ging Freecss used his chopsticks to pick up beef balls from the hotpot, chewing on pork intestine, a sprig of garland chrysanthemum still hanging from his lips.
"He hasn't passed my final test yet."
Ging's last task, or trial, for Kite was to find him.
[If you keep hiding in this place...]
Ickshonpe raised a cardboard square while stuffing crab sticks and fish tofu into his bowl: [He's never going to find you.]
[If you don't want to accept a disciple, just say it directly.]
Ickshonpe mercilessly criticized Ging.
Ging only stuffed his mouth full and mumbled, barely understandable: "I have my own reasons."
His so-called reason was using Kite's final trial to guide him to Ging's homeland, Whale Island.
Gon was now about eight years old.
An age where he would start forming his own thoughts and worldview.
If at this time he encountered Kite, an outstanding professional hunter, and Kite told him about his father and the Hunter profession…
Naturally, this would guide Gon onto the path of becoming a hunter.
"Rather, it's you, the Phantom Troupe has been doing some excessive things lately..."
Ging slurped a long, thin, white mushroom and tofu skin.
"You're not planning to intervene?"
"Let them cause whatever trouble they want."
Luke said indifferently.
"They caused their own mess and committed their own deeds. If they really get targeted and wiped out, that's just the consequence they deserve. Everyone must pay the price for what they do. I have no intention of cleaning up after them."
In the original timeline, the Phantom Troupe should have massacred the Kurta clan last year and taken all their eyes.
But due to Luke's intervention, Chrollo had long changed those violent and crude methods.
And although he had indeed set his sights on one of the seven most beautiful colors in the world. It was not the Scarlet Eyes, but another one.
The so-called seven most beautiful colors in the world are:
Water-Lapis (A transparent vine-type plant from dormant volcanoes),
Scarlet Eyes (Unique pupil-color change phenomenon of the Kurta clan),
Liquid Titanium Ore (A glowing liquid ore found at night),
Crystal Feather Bones (Bones of a venomous bird),
Prismatic Eggs (Thin-shell eggs of a mysterious Nen beast),
White Fish (A deep-sea combustible fish species),
And the seventh, an undisclosed mysterious item.
The one Chrollo targeted was the Liquid Titanium Ore.
It was said that it emitted brilliant, colorful light at night, appearing as a strange, liquefied mineral.
This particular beauty was held by a certain noble of a certain nation.
Coincidentally, that noble also happened to be closely related to a high-ranking official of a V5 nation.
Thus, after Chrollo led the Phantom Troupe in an operation to seize the Liquid Titanium Ore, it stirred quite a sensation within the world's bureaucratic sphere...
As everyone knows, the Phantom Troupe has always been a ruthless criminal organization that kills without blinking.
Therefore, once they set their eyes on something they want, they will stop at nothing to get it.
If anyone stands in their way or interferes with their actions…
Then, naturally, they will not hesitate to demonstrate their cruel methods.
Undoubtedly, a certain high-ranking official who possessed Liquid Titanium Ore would not hand over the item easily.
Moreover, as an official, the other party inherently carried an overbearing, lofty demeanor.
Looking down on people whose status and position were inferior to theirs naturally bred a habit of never regarding others properly.
And the more they acted this way, the more mercilessly the Phantom Troupe would strike when they decided to kill.