At the moment Shen Qiang said this, everyone in the room stared in horror at the crow perched on the girl's shoulder. The room was astonishingly quiet for a full three seconds before the black crow suddenly spoke.
"Young man, don't be too arrogant. The Twenty-Four Histories clearly say that clever but unrestrained people don't live long, so you better behave. If you want me to go to Sheng He, unless you can settle my goddess, don't dream about it."
Upon hearing this, Shen Qiang turned his gaze to the petite girl with the exquisite anklet on her snow-white ankle and asked, "Do you want to join Sheng He? It will be very interesting."
The masked girl smiled and said, "Is there a deadline for this invitation?"
Shen Qiang laughed, "Of course not, you are welcome anytime."
"Then I'll think about it. Once I've decided, I'll let you know." The petite girl said.
