In her view, as long as Russia is not present on the scene, there is still room for explanation, and it will come to an end.
It might even bring the nations closer together.
But at this moment, Yang Tian glanced at Snowovich's vodka, his face contorted in disgust, and said, "I don't drink."
In an instant!
Hearing this, Long Gang let out a sigh of relief, barely managing to stand upright without collapsing.
The faces of those high-ranking officials turned visibly grim.
This was a gift from Norwich.
It was not merely wine but a gesture of goodwill from the Russian government.
And yet Yang Tian… refused it under the pretext of not drinking?
Slakevich's face instantly froze, and even the Russian officer standing behind him subtly placed his hand on his belt.
For a moment, the atmosphere grew tremendously heavy.
No one knew how much time had passed. Snowovich took a deep breath and asked slowly, "Mr. Yang, I wonder what exactly has brought you to Russia this time?"
