CHAPTER 1647: CHAPTER 1363: FAITH NEVER DIES, THE HUMAN SPIRIT NEVER FAILS! (PART 3)

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.

"The East? You actually believe in that ridiculous Eastern nonsense? Ha ha, Easterners are all shameless liars! Like that despicable Eastern kid from three years ago! I later realized he was just toying with us, he couldn’t do anything to my Sarvl Orchestra!"

Viktor was referring to Bai Xiaosheng.

The ’benefactor’ that Yegor never forgot, even to this day.

"But ultimately, he had you played like a fiddle." Yegor sneered.

"Today, my Sarvl Orchestra is not the Sarvl Orchestra of the past, and I, Viktor, am not the Viktor of the past. That Kelson who helped the Eastern kid means nothing to me, and even when they faced ruin not long ago, I helped push that along. I have connections with the top family in the liquor industry — the Hawk Family! And I have their support in running for mayor!" Viktor loudly declared to everyone.

These words instantly drew many gasps.

It was a major revelation that many learned for the first time!

Viktor receiving the support of a capitalist family, and a significant European family at that, definitely made him formidable and confident!

Luke and others listened with their eyes shining, as if they had a bright future, embracing a powerful ally, boarding a mighty ship!

"Let me tell you, Yegor, if that Asian kid dares come here someday and show up in front of me, I’ll make him kneel and beg for my forgiveness. And I will humiliate him like a dog!" Viktor shouted excitedly.

Yegor cast him a cold glance, too weary to argue with words, simply turning to instruct his orchestra members to pack and leave.

Arguing with words was meaningless, but if the day ever came where Viktor dared to threaten his Eastern benefactor, Yegor would sacrifice his own old body to crush Viktor to pieces!

Gratitude cannot be insulted!

Yegor’s team silently packed their belongings and left in an orderly fashion.

Viktor’s group watched as if watching a show.

Sedor, Yvonne, and even the turncoat Luke led their people in loud jeers, continuously mocking them.

"Keep an eye on them, see if they take anything extra. After all, the items in the Ladoga Grand Theater are worth quite a lot!"

"Tell them to be careful, don’t let their junk damage the precious items here. Otherwise, they couldn’t afford it even if they sold themselves!"

"Hey, can’t you people move any faster? You’re all leaving, why so slow! Don’t want to leave, huh!"

"Does anyone want to come back to the Sharvey Orchestra and stand in the light? Commander Viktor said he would give you a raise!"

Under the lead of these three, Viktor’s people, those Luke took away — "betrayers", sneered in various ways.

As for Yegor’s orchestra members, although every one of them looked grim, they continued to keep order as they departed.

In them, one could see the gentlemen and the cultured.

After the last person had left, Viktor spat with a grimace, "What a bunch of ungrateful things, today, let’s see them struggle to survive in Ladoga!"

"Yes, yes, if Representative Viktor said it, they simply can’t stay." The theater manager eagerly agreed with a smile.

"Oh, you knew I said so? Not bad, I did inform my friends in the business and political circles here." Viktor was all about showing off, glanced at the theater manager and sneered, "All the bigwigs around here are my friends! Just one word from me, and they won’t attend any of Yegor’s concerts! What’s more, I gave Yegor’s team a dirtier and messier place, if those bigwigs went, it would be self-degradation, a desecration to themselves. So, Yegor is betting with me? He’s bound to lose!"

Viktor was full of confidence, his expression proud.

The theater manager’s face, initially shocked, turned to admiration.

The expression was somewhat exaggerated.

However, it was definitely pleasing to Viktor.

"Then, I shall congratulate Representative Viktor in advance for driving this eyesore group out of Ladoga!" the theater manager smiled.

Sedor, Yvonne, and even Luke took the opportunity to congratulate him.

Viktor listened with great delight, laughing aloud.

Leaving the Ladoga Grand Theater, Yegor and his group walked with heavy steps.

On the way, Yegor slowed his pace until he stopped, the orchestra members also stopped, gathering around their conductor.

"I’m very sorry, everyone." Yegor spoke to them with deep remorse, "Tonight, might be our last performance in Ladoga."

"But, so what!" Yegor immediately raised his voice, "As long as our love for music remains, we are undefeatable!"

Recalling the optimism and encouragement passed to him by that Eastern youth three years ago, Yegor refused to admit defeat.

"We are invincible!" Amelia and Yegor’s orchestra members all clenched their fists and shouted in unison.

A group of people with beliefs together, there is nothing to fear.

After all, as long as belief survives, the human spirit is undefeated!