Chapter 142

I stared at him with my mouth open.

“With the tsars, seriously?”

“My great-grandfather and several of his brothers, including some of the Zelenskys and the Tasarovs, were in Nicholas II’s guard. If you rub shoulders with royalty, Han, you are untouchable as long as royalty doesn’t turn against you,” he replied, with a somewhat enigmatic smile. “Then, when the revolution began, we disappeared from the map until it was safe to show our faces publicly again. The oligarchy and nobility were not in good esteem. My great-grandfather ordered the burning of all documentation that had ever linked us to the nobility, and we lost all the titles we had. I suppose that if that had not happened like that, today I would be a baron or count, depending on the number of properties or the number of times the title has passed through the heirs. What’s wrong with you, why are you looking at me like that?”

He probably said it because of how high I had raised my eyebrows.

“Why do y