Haha, you talk like a historian. [His tone, while not mocking, conveyed the less than stellar opinion he had of that profession. Or like a military advisor, he thought privately. Who was this man?]

I meant more, what year you are from. What has already happened. Has your lord fought at Puyang yet? At Xiapi? Don't tell me what happens next, after Xiapi. I know what my calculations are, but it's wrong to try and steal secrets out of Heaven's hands like that. [And of course there was the little matter of Guo Jia's waning life. He didn't want to know.]