"Hahahahah."
Uche laughed sarcastically at the words Kante had just said, he laughed so hard he almost fell from the chair he was strapped to, if not for the chain holding him in place.
After a while, he stopped laughing and stared at Kante in amusement.
"You...think you can escape your bloodline curse?"
Uche said, pointing at Kante mockingly.
"Even if you manage to get my organs for yourself, do you think you can live a long peaceful life?"
Uche's tone turned serious.
"Definitely no. Because if you kill me and get my organs, I'll make sure you die miserably."
Now it was Kante's time to laugh.
He laughed uncontrollably that he almost knocked the medical tray off the table while laughing around.
"I never knew you're such a funny guy."
"You'll make sure I die miserably? Well, let's see how you'll do it after I kill you and take your organs."
Kante said, his voice turning cold. Then he turned to the old surgeon who was already creeping out by the two's conversation.
