On their way to the exit, Huang San asked Amon, "Why provoke him? He is an asshole, but we need him. If you didn't touch his woman, perhaps we could have been negotiating with him right now."
"He never intended to negotiate with us. He was only toying with us," Amon answered. "Also, the guy annoyed me. He mentioned that all those slaves were ants. I have the same thought, and precisely because of that, why should I waste my time killing or toying with them? If I see ants crossing my feet, I don't deem it worthwhile to pay them any attention. I don't have to go out of my way to torture or murder those ants just to prove that I'm better than ants. Such a way of thinking is pathetic. Only pathetic people do that!"
"Hm… Okay. So, our trip here is one big waste of time?" Huang San asked.
"Not necessarily," Amon said. He looked around. They were on their way to the exit, but Xei Wujia didn't send someone to usher them out.
