Chapter 37

The Great Golden Crow gave two cold snorts upon hearing this, but did not speak immediately. He was deeply calculating and clear-headed, and by this moment he had already suppressed the anger in his heart. Hearing Yang Jian speak with such agitation, he happened to have nothing better to do right now. Besides, he was somewhat worried about Weining. At the time, she must have grown suspicious of Yang Jian's identity; given her temperament and her dissatisfaction with the Heavenly Court, she was unlikely to let the matter rest. If she managed to figure out Yang Jian's true identity, she would surely spare no cost to rescue him, and he feared that by then... Since this Yang Jian also cared somewhat for Aning, and he was moments away from death, for the sake of her safety he would surely endure this in silence and keep his mouth shut! It would be better to pull the firewood from beneath the cauldron and cut off any thought Yang Jian had of turning to Aning for help.