Fury spoke with the sincerity of a man who was "only looking out for you," but Yongye knew exactly what he was after.
Fury wanted him to back down without having to suffer the Life-and-Death Talisman's monthly torment.
The old fox didn't dare say it outright. He could only try to talk Yongye around.
Too bad Yongye had never been one to play by the rules.
He sat up on the sofa, utterly at ease, and spoke calmly.
"Director Fury, go back and tell General Lane and Grand Commander Aoniu something for me."
"If I'm comfortable as President of the Eye Society, their families can live comfortably too."
"If I'm not comfortable as President of the Eye Society..."
"Their families can meet me at the crematorium!"
"Make sure they understand me... don't say I didn't warn them!"
Fury's one eye flew wide open.
His back snapped straight, and a visible flush spread beneath his dark skin. His blood pressure had shot through the roof.
He opened his mouth and spoke hoarsely, barely containing his shock.
"...Are you insane? That's the Grand Commander!"
"Do you know what it means to threaten the Grand Commander? Do you know how many powers around the world will come after you?"
Yongye leaned back against the sofa and folded his hands behind his head again, grinning like a brat who had just set off firecrackers in someone else's living room.
"Do you think I care?"
"Director Fury, you know better than I do what the Life-and-Death Talisman and the Heavenly Silkworm Gu feel like when they flare up, don't you?"
"Go back and repeat my words exactly. If they think I'm joking, they're welcome to test me."
"They want to remove me through official procedures? Fine. Let's see which is faster: their procedures or me