No one without a bit of obsessive compulsion could ever craft a decent puppet. Seeing Lin Yue stop talking halfway through, Zhang Yang felt an immediate urge to kill him!
Zhang Yang spat, "You can't just do that!"
"Come on, spit it out! Are you deliberately keeping me in suspense?"
"..."
Lin Yue hesitated. "But I promised Senior Brother Wang Xiu I wouldn't tell!"
"Wang Xiu?" Zhang Yang paused. "That disgrace of the Sanqing Sects?"
He then muttered to himself, "Oh, right, that's old news. Senior Brother Wang Xiu is a great benefactor now, and my creditor to boot! Does this have something to do with him?"
Upon hearing Wang Xiu's name, Zhang Yang's eyes lit up, his curiosity growing.
"No, I must stick to my principles!"
"Come on, just tell me. Keep your voice down, and I promise I won't tell anyone else!" Zhang Yang pleaded. "You know me, I'm as tight-lipped as they come!"
"No way. Principles are more important!" Lin Yue remained firm.
