"You?!" When Andrea was subconsciously surprised when he saw Justinian appear in front of him, he became alert. Because he had just asked Justinian to consider it alone, it was actually equivalent to putting him under house arrest. At this moment on his flagship, Justinian should have been completely isolated from his subordinates. But now the man appeared here calmly, and there was no voice from his subordinates outside the door, which made Andrea feel a vague uneasy.

Antonia, who was watching this scene, was stunned and murmured, "Justinian... why are you here?" She thought that Justinian's situation must be very bad at this time. After all, Brother Rusnyna had suffered a lot of losses before, so how could he give up? But now, Justinian stood here as confidently as a person who was not doing anything, looking at the stalemate of the brother and sister who had just been in a stalemate just now with a smile on his lips.

Seeing the two of them in shock, Justinian slowly spoke, "His Excellency Andrea, you asked me to think carefully before, so I did think quietly for a while alone, and now I have already considered it, so I came to find you. Isn't it convenient?"

Looking at the smiley expression, Andrea's face was still cold at this moment, and he said, "Oh? Is that true? Then what about your reply?"

"Well, I've thought about it, I reject your proposal, Lord Andrea!" Facing the sharp gaze that could completely separate everything, Justinian calmly made his reply and walked past Andrea's side and walked straight to the side of the Genoa girl who still had not reacted.

Justinian reached out to Antonia in front of him and then bounced the girl's forehead, saying angrily: "Hey, our previous agreement should not have been invalidated yet, Miss Antonia. At least take responsibility for me now. Everything is in equivalent exchange. I don't have the heart to clean up the mess for you!"

At this time, Antonia just woke up like a dream, holding her forehead and talking unforgivingly: "You have to care more! Of course I haven't forgotten it, don't forget, what you owe me has not been paid off yet!" The cold heart that was hanging on the other side was relieved and felt a hint of warmth.

But the atmosphere in the room became colder and colder at this time and suddenly dropped to freezing point, especially Andrea Doria who looked at Justinian and Antonia.

"Do you know what you said means?" said the young Genoese man coldly.

Justinian just shrugged slightly, "Since I answered like this, of course I know what this means. But everything was a matter between me and Ling Mei. Even if you want to point fingers at me, I can only express my respect for Bumin. It's that simple!"

"I have already emphasized that if you refuse, you and your people will not even be able to pass through Constantinople!" Andrea suddenly raised his voice at this moment to threaten Justinian, because if he wanted to leave the Black Sea, he would have to pass through Constantinople, and he could have given Justinian the "Greek remnants" to the Latins of Romania.

But to Andrea's surprise, his plan to make Justinian submissive was dashed, and Justinian said lightly: "In a sense, it was indeed the case before, but unfortunately, now we can refuse to leave here as well!"

As Justinian finished speaking, the fully armed Vadarita Army outside the door walked in. Along with them were the Genoa guards who were supposed to be guarding outside the door but were tied up. They were seen to be swept to the ground with a dizzy and obvious that they had no power to resist the fierce grassland people.

Seeing this scene, as calm as Andrea Doria, I couldn't help but feel a stern in my heart at this moment. It was obvious that since these Vadaritas had already arrived, it means that the flagship that originally belonged to him had undoubtedly fallen into the control of others.

At the same time, Justinian's lazy voice came to Andrea's ears.

"Now I think Andrea Jun, you should already understand why I have such confidence!"

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On the east coast of Constantinople, there is a golden horn bay with wealth flowing. Even though foreign trade in the entire Roman Empire has declined, the past trade here is still as numerous as a cow and flows endlessly. It is a pity that everything here, no matter how tempting or coveted it, has nothing to do with the owner of the city.

On the west side is the Venetian concession, and on the east side, Galata, the key key of Constantinople, has been occupied by the Genoese since the fire destroyed the city. In this way, this life-and-death opponent, who should have been incompatible with water and fire, is now sharing this huge and huge benefit. They have been together for the past two years.

However, recently, the entire Eastern Mediterranean has caused a stir. The Greeks' restoration movement is in full swing. The Crusaders and Egypt's Sudan are fighting each other. The Holy See also recently to seek a new Eastern Expedition. For a moment, everyone was in a panic. Even the Venetians and Genoese in Constantinople had to be a little worried.

Just a day ago, a flew of Venetians rushed back from the Black Sea, which further aggravated the tense atmosphere here. When it entered the Golden Horn Bay, everyone witnessed the horrific tragedy, but each warship left deep scars, and the canvas was full of burning traces. It was hard to imagine who could turn the current sea overlord Venetians into such a miserable appearance. What surprised everyone was that after all this happened, Venetian did not block all the news at the same time, which made others even more imaginative, and most of the doubtful eyes naturally shifted to the Genoese in Galata.
Chapter completed!