But he couldn't be bothered to explain further. It would just be a waste of breath. Chong Jingtian was the type to overthink things, full of reservations, and would probably demand verification. There was no time to bicker with him now. So, he just said:
"Let me put it this way. Help me get all the Deceitful God's Power from the other cities, and I might have a way to find those Deceitful God's Followers who are hiding in some corner preparing for the Holy Banquet."
"You have a way?" Chong Jingtian's eyes narrowed. He asked urgently, "What way? Is it related to the Deceitful God's Power? The Faceless Divine Son? Is that how you found him?"
Xia Hanshi didn't answer the string of questions. He just said, "Just tell me, are you going to transfer it or not?"
"You..." Chong Jingtian was furious. He already had plenty weighing on his mind, and here was Xia Hanshi being evasive with him. He couldn't help but rebuke him:
