Biting fruit of knowledge
MoQiu calmed down.
It is perhaps the first time he is this angry since coming to this world.
Under extreme pressure, many break. Some harden.
He belonged to the later type.
Ice condensed in his eyes, and he apathetically observed all the things Jiushu said till now.
She doesn't want to marry, is the truth.
She doesn't want to marry because his original appearance is ugly, misinformation.
There is something else that is really stopping her from going to him. Something, by all appearances, is very much related to him, if not about himself.
Now the choice in front of him is clear.
Truth is always hard to hear.
Push Jiushu till she speaks the cold hard truth.
Pull back, letting her have a breather and strive for her trust.
Letting Jiushu go just because she's not pretty? Not happening.
He did not decide on this lightly.