"Did you really need to get so angry just because there was no action?" Bai Ze faced Flamel's low growl, casually wiping away the spit sprayed on his cheek with a handkerchief pulled from his pocket.
"Ha ha ha! You're asking me why I'm so angry? God! I must be crazy for thinking of collaborating with you. I came earnestly, but you returned my sincerity with repeated breaches. People like you should be hanged! Maybe I should do it right now! Destroying one of your life's clones would still do significant damage to your true self!" Feeling deceived, Flamel's expression twisted into a sinister sneer as he threatened repeatedly.
"Whatever! This clone of mine was prepared for the possibility of destruction before coming here to trade. But let me make it clear to you! The responsibility for not taking action this time does not lie with us but with you?"
