An Ning was completely unaware of Jiang Xia's dilemma.
She didn't have a habit of eavesdropping, so she wouldn't use her spiritual power when it wasn't needed.
Besides, the An family had more important things to deal with right now.
After washing and hanging things to dry in the backyard, An Ning had just returned to the house when she heard Lin Cuihua say, "An Ning, did you go hunting this morning?"
"Today's hunt wasn't great. Their necks are all messed up."
"Did you use traps?"
An Ning watched Lin Cuihua walk in, carrying three pheasants with mangled, bloody necks, muttering, "I don't know what was up with the big rooster today. It was making a racket this morning."
'The big rooster was making a racket this morning?'
'Why didn't I hear it?'
An Ning walked over and took the pheasants from Lin Cuihua's hands. A single glance was all she needed to determine they had been killed by an animal.
