To accomplish something very important, yet always having someone buzzing around like a fly is incredibly annoying.
Has the time ripened?
Yang Yi spent a brief moment pondering, then decisively turned down the invitation from the Operations Division, feeling the time wasn't right yet.
The tension escalated.
Yang Yi appeared helpless, spreading his hands and said, "This is CIA's training camp; we are all professionally trained special agents. Just because you lost to me in a sparring match, you keep coming after me – what do you want? Don't you think that not only is this unsportsmanlike, it's genuinely despicable? Also, what if you lose again? Are you planning to pester me indefinitely?"
His words were discourteous; the final fig leaf had been removed.
A younger man stepped forward, looking as though he could hardly restrain himself from getting physical with Yang Yi.