"Speak!" Ye Xunhuan did not directly exhibit strong rejection.

After all, the old man in front of him was quite courteous, and it wouldn't be appropriate to slap the other's face, right?

Even if the other person had no intention to become hostile, they would eventually confront you because of the rebuff.

"First, while in Moscow, you must not act recklessly." The old man whispered, "Of course, if someone provokes you, that's another matter!"

"Second, I hope you comply with our country's laws here."

"Third, you must accept our Soviet's 24-hour surveillance."

"Fourth, if there are any areas where the Soviet needs your cooperation, you must unconditionally comply!"

"Fifth..."

"Stop!" Ye Xunhuan immediately interrupted the old man, "I can accept the first three, but the fourth, I can't!"

"You want me to go die, and you want me to cooperate too?"

"Don't worry, that doesn't exist."

"Regardless of its existence or not, I won't agree," Ye Xunhuan said with determination, "What if you ask me to team up against others then!"

"Even if your argument is flawless today, I won't agree to the fourth."

At this moment, Ye Xunhuan firmly expressed his stance, completely indicating no room for negotiation.

The old man didn't speak again but kept scanning Ye Xunhuan back and forth.

After a while, the old man slowly spoke again, "Alright, we'll skip that one, but there are more conditions!"

"Since it's negotiable, keep going!"

The subsequent conditions the old man mentioned were not significant for Ye Xunhuan, they were trivial, making Ye Xunhuan agree without any hesitation or delay.

After completing the talks, the old man's face immediately showed a broad smile, then he took out a cigarette and threw one directly to Ye Xunhuan.

The cigarette was a genuine Cuban cigar, with a hint of fragrance when smoked!

"Damn, is this one of those cigars rolled from a virgin's thigh?" Ye Xunhuan took a drag.

According to Ye Xunhuan, there's a type of cigar in the world entirely rolled from the thighs of 16- to 18-year-old young girls, which is extremely expensive, and importantly, the cigar not only feels great but exudes a faint scent of virginity!

"You've got quite the picky taste!"

"I never thought the head of the Soviet is such an old rascal, still fancying young girls at such an age," Ye Xunhuan curiously looked at the old man, "Can you still enjoy it?"

The old man's mouth twitched slightly, "Marshal, twenty years, you're the first person to dare speak to me, Jim, like this!"

"That's because you didn't let me come earlier, or someone would've already done it."

Jim glanced at Ye Xunhuan again, then spoke, "Now I think I understand why you became friends with Blood Phoenix!"

"Why?"

"A sharp tongue!"

Ye Xunhuan's mouth twitched slightly, what's with this old man suddenly insulting me?

"I..."

"Let's halt this topic for now!" Jim directly interrupted Ye Xunhuan, continuing, "Marshal, don't you think, regarding the past two incidents, you owe me an explanation?"

"I should explain to you? You should be secretly pleased without demanding an explanation!" Ye Xunhuan snorted, "I just arrived here and received a timed bomb anonymously sent. If it weren't for my kindness throwing it into the water, it could've exploded in a building!"

"And previously at the mall, who did I provoke just shopping?" Ye Xunhuan stared at Jim, "A crowd came out trying to kill me!"

"Is this the standard of security in your country?" Ye Xunhuan commented lightly, "And is your Soviet intel network practically nonexistent, failing to detect foreign threats?"

Having been criticized by Ye Xunhuan, Jim's old face couldn't endure, lacking words to respond.

Taking a deep breath, Jim slightly adjusted his inner self, then spoke, "Alright, this issue bears responsibility on us, but also you; if you hadn't come here, how could there be fatalities on our end?"

"Marshal, you are culpable!"

"Come on, directly say what you want?"

"Money!" Jim said heavily, "To compensate for our losses, and also to provide funds for the deceased's families..."

"You're dreaming!" Ye Xunhuan flatly refused.

"You..."

"They're your nationals, not from my country, and this resulted from your lagging intelligence. Although I bear some responsibility, your liability exceeds mine!"

"As a Marshal, apart from your Soviet tailing me, there's no one else, even if there is, I should notice, but I didn't. Yet the enemy knew my whereabouts thoroughly, including my mall visit, orchestrating it all."

"This makes me suspect, could there be a traitor among you, intentionally leaking my tracks!"

Throughout, Ye Xunhuan hasn't been one to be trifled with, nor known for goodwill.

Jim's attempt to have him pay to cover their losses was utterly impossible; in Ye Xunhuan's view, the money is better spent building schools back home!

Jim's face gradually darkened.

"Marshal, if you say that, then what explanation will you offer for Eilina's death?" Jim stared gloomily at Ye Xunhuan.

Simultaneously, the previously soft atmosphere in the room shifted to a more strained and confrontational stance.

"She sought death," Ye Xunhuan said unflinchingly, "She first held my wife hostage to threaten me!"

"Threats are something I detest entirely."

"So you killed her?"

"Anyone threatening me yet lacks true capability, my principle is to show no mercy!" Ye Xunhuan exhaled a dense cloud of smoke, "Better off dead than wasting air!"

"Marshal, consider you're at the Soviet base, the Soviet's stronghold," Jim stated heavily, "if I were you, I'd act more restrained and low-key."

"That's not my style!"

"Marshal, if I acted against you now, what's your chance of leaving here alive?"

As Jim spoke, his eyes emitted a sharp gleam, ice-cold killing intent radiating, directly targeting Ye Xunhuan!