Ba`al
"Not to mention those weird rituals..."
Even though no one was around, Amin's voice was so low that it was barely audible. His eyes shifted left and right saccadically as if searching for something in the rainy night.
It was pretty clear that he was genuinely afraid, even though he tried his best to deceive others using the guise of anger but in front of the perceptive eyes of Hao Xuan, he might as well have written it on his forehead.
Hao Xuan imitated Amin, looking left and right before leaning in closer.
"What type of rituals?" he asked in a hushed whisper that barely reached Amin's ears.
Amin picked up a cup and drank a mouthful, wetting his dry throat before continuing in much the same manner, as if he was about to reveal a huge secret.