Amelia was so angry that she wanted to smash the violin in her hand against her opponent.
"However, considering you all used to serve the Sarvl Orchestra, I chose not to wipe you out completely. I've left you a theater, a small one with over thirty years of history, dirty and shabby, but perfectly suitable for you, in the western district of Ladoga." Viktor smiled, "No need to thank me!"
Yegor was trembling slightly with anger, watching as his daughter Amelia was about to charge forward, he reached out to pull her back.
"Let's go, we'll perform anyway!" Yegor called to his people, then turned to glance at Viktor, speaking in a deep voice, "Viktor, I don't know if you've ever heard of it, but in the East, there's a saying about 'karma.' Your actions here today might lay the groundwork for your future misfortunes!"
Yegor's words made Viktor throw his cigar to the ground, even laughing in anger.
