Read the following passage and questions, then choose the right answer from options, the answer should be one of A, B, C, D.

<passage>:
MIGHTIEST QORN Sly, brave and truculent, the Qornt Ambassador Nitworth glowered across his mirror-polished, nine-foot "Gentlemen, are any of you familiar with a race known as the Qornt?" Retief kicked it. Qorn's chin hit the floor The blue and flame Qornt stepped forward. "Maybe this would be a good trussing Qorn up for me." "Indeed, Mr. Magnan?" Nitworth smiled icily. "It appears the Qornt do His Supreme Excellency The Qorn, Regent of Qornt, Over-Lord of the "I have a suggestion," Magnan said. "Why not turn the reins of government over to the Verpp? They seem a level-headed group." "What good would that do? Qornt are Qornt. It seems there's always one the new Qornt stepping on our heels—" "I've lost the thread," Magnan said. "Who are the new Qornt?" "After estivating, the Verpp moult, and then they're Qornt, of course. The Gwil become Boog, the Boog become Rheuk, the Rheuk metamorphosize Qornt fleets are indetectible!" into Verpp—" warmongers like Qorn?" "Very likely. 'The milder the Verpp, the wilder the Qorn,' as the old saying goes." "You mean Slun and Zubb—the mild-natured naturalists—will become "Hmmmm. That's a good question. So far, none have survived Qornthood." "Have you thought of forsaking your warlike ways?" Magnan asked. "What "What do Qornt turn into?" Retief asked. well rounded and decisive course for meeting this threat. Any Qornt "Only a dead Qornt stays home when Attack day comes. And even if Qornt personally." "Not afraid of a few Qornt, are you, Magnan?" "One might, at that. The Qornt have made their play, but I think it Magnan gulped audibly. The Qornt froze, head tilted, beak aimed darted to the left. The first Qornt pounced, grappled Magnan to its "Those undoubtedly are the most bloodthirsty, aggressive, merciless The smaller of the two captive Qornt ran long, slender fingers over "I mean altogether. How many Qornt?" "Aren't you a Qornt?" "I? Great snail trails, no!" More stifled whistles of amusement escaped the beaked face. "Both Zubb and I are Verpp. Naturalists, as it happens." "You certainly like Qornt." "Oh, not at all—except perhaps to a Terrestrial. The Qornt are they do nothing but quarrel. A drone caste, actually." "A caste? You mean they're biologically the same as you?" "Not at all! A Verpp wouldn't think of fertilizing a Qornt." "I mean to say, you are of the same basic stock—descended from a "Why, the Qornt are argumentive, boastful, lacking in appreciation "How many Qornt would you say there are at Tarroon?" "You mean that there are only fifteen or twenty individual Qornt in "And the Qornt are responsible for the ultimatum—unilaterally?" "Do you mean to say," Magnan demanded, "that these ferocious Qornt, who "Nonsense, Slun!" Zubb pushed forward. "I'll escort our guests to Qornt Hall." He twittered briefly to his fellow Verpp. Slun twittered back. "I don't like it, Retief," Magnan whispered. "Those fellows are plotting mischief." creatures must devote all their talents to warlike enterprise." high-pitched screeching. "Softly, now. We approach Qornt Hall. They that these Qornt are allowed to embark on piratical ventures of this "Oh, the majority of the Qornt favor the move, I imagine." "These few hotheads are permitted to embroil the planet in war?" spears over patinaed hauberks, pitted radiation armor, corroded power Lesser trolls—beaked, bush-haired, great-eyed—trotted briskly, the magnificently draped, belted, feathered and jeweled Qornt carried "A most interesting display of barbaric splendor," Magnan breathed. "Ah, a moment," Zubb said. "Observe the Qornt—the tallest of the "Certainly. What other kind would the Qornt bother with?" They mount a variety of weapons. The Qornt are fond of that sort of thing. Each of the Qornt has his own, of course. They're virtually "And now an interview with the Qorn himself," Zubb shrilled. "If you'll you may goad him to a frenzy." "By no means," Zubb whistled. "I much prefer to observe the frenzy of the Qornt when presented with the news that two peaceful Verpp have been assaulted and kidnapped by bullying interlopers. If there's anything that annoys the Qornt, it's Qornt-like behavior in others. Now "You'll face the wrath of Enlightened Galactic Opinion!" followed by Magnan and the tall Verpp. The shrill chatter at the table faded. forward, gibbered, waving his arms excitedly. Qorn pushed back his Qorn looked Retief over in silence, then belched. "Stay back!" Qorn hooted. "Stand over there where I can keep an eye on "Not here, you're not!" Qorn trumpeted. "Want peace, do you? Well, I don't want peace! I've had a surfeit of peace these last two centuries! I want action! Loot! Adventure! Glory!" He turned to look down the "I guess so," grunted a giant Qornt in iridescent blue with Qorn's eyes bulged. He half rose. "We've been all over this," he "Oh, sure, Qorn." "I'm convinced." Qorn rumbled and resumed his seat. "All for one and one for all, that's "And you're the one, eh, Qorn?" Retief commented. "Silence!" Qorn hooted. "No use your talking to my loyal lieutenants "I can lick any Qornt in the house." Qorn said. "That's why I'm Qorn." "You can do better than that," Qorn hooted. "Now here's a suggestion: reasonable scrap," Qorn said judiciously. "I have a feeling that "Oh, I doubt that," the blue-and-flame Qornt said. "Why should they?" Qorn rolled an eye at Retief and another at Magnan. "Take these two," "What's your proposal?" Qorn whistled, taking a gulp from his goblet. "What?" Qorn trumpeted. Behind Retief, Magnan spluttered. "You have the gall," Qorn stormed, "to stand here in the center of Qornt Hall—uninvited, at that—and in chains—" "We'll take you on!" Qorn French-horned. "We're the Qorn! We glory in "Hogwash," the flame-and-blue Qorn cut in. "If it wasn't for you, Qorn, "Qorn, you seem to be the fire-brand here," Retief said. "I think the doubt if old Qorn would weigh up at more than two-fifty standard pounds arms. Qorn stalked forward, long lean legs bent, long horny feet Qorn struck suddenly, a long arm flashing down in a vicious cut at Qorn hissed and charged. Retief whirled aside, then struck the alien's the narrow back, seized Qorn's neck in a stranglehold and threw his

<question>:
Who would make the least warlike Qornt?

<options>:
A A passive Verpp
B A calm Verpp
C An angry Verpp
D A happy Verpp

<answer>:

C