Chapter 116. Lots of Pressure

Arriving at the residence, Zidant had a faint smile on his face. His subordinates greeted him with the utmost respect, acknowledging his position. They shook hands and warmly greeted Zidant.

Entering a room accessible only to trusted individuals, Zidant spotted a figure casually smoking. The figure waved him over.

"It's been a while, Zidant," the figure said while exhaling cigarette smoke.

Zidant's father, who was also a significant figure in the world of the mafia, welcomed his son with a warm smile. However, behind that smile, there were many questions and concerns.

"How have you been, Zidant? I've missed your updates," Zidant's father said, looking at his son.

Zidant smiled, "I've missed you too, Dad. The recent meetings have been going smoothly, no serious issues."

Zidant's father nodded, feeling relieved to hear that. However, the worries in his heart were not entirely gone.

As Zidant's father stared intensely and inquired about inter-mafia ca