Cost more than some men’s life

"...."

"I don't really care about what you do with your money as long as you don't go into unnecessary splurging because of me.."

Ilya stared at the men in black walking towards him before turning to the camera.

"Alright wifey I got to go...dont forget to call me if you need anything.."

Ilya ended the call before Xu Chenyao could reply and placed his phone back in his pocket.

"What a mess you've made Tsar, did my men not speak to you kindly?"

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"Ah...they didn't want to use their words so I used my gun instead. You've got a lot of guts Roman, coming to my territory and making a mess.."

The plump man with a scar along his face hissed lowly not minding the frosty expression on Ilya's face.

"I merely came to pay a visit to the soon Tsar...is that wrong.."

Ilya placed his hands in his pocket, a smile that barely reached his eyes appearing as he replied.

"Certainly not.."