"You're playing dumb?" Jia Xu flew into a rage in an instant, his previously cheerful, cautious, hope-filled expression turning entirely to anger, "I ask you for a trifling piece of information, and you won't even tell me that; you're worse than a wandering fortune-teller!"
Zixu was grabbed by the collar and yanked up by Jia Xu, who shook him wildly, unconsciously avoiding Jia Xu's gaze, and yet precisely because of this, missed the flash of wild joy in Jia Xu's eyes.
Even a demon like Jia Wenhe, who could conceal emotions, showed a gleam of wild joy; this showed just how vital the information Zixu had inadvertently revealed was.
"Do you know or not, know or not!" Jia Xu shook Zixu's collar back and forth, looking as if he were about to shake Zixu apart.
