"You rely on Zanilia Zhao's protection. She might protect you for a while, but not forever. I'm waiting to see when she's not by your side."
"I rely on Sister Zanilia, so what? If you have the guts, go find someone too," Marcello Yoder snapped his fingers.
"Oh, I almost forgot, you did, but unfortunately, the other person didn't even give you a glance."
Marcello Yoder was adept at hitting sensitive spots, and very skilled at stoking the other person's anger.
The girl had confronted Marcello Yoder more than once; after the initial anger, she tended to calm down.
"Be careful, don't let me see you in the disaster zone."
Leaving behind a threatening remark, the girl then departed.
"What did you do to provoke her again?" Zanilia Zhao appeared from somewhere, and standing behind Marcello Yoder who is both amused and exasperated.
"I just can't stand people like her," Marcello Yoder's eyes held a coldness.