Then, who provided him with this incorrect intelligence?
The answer is only one—Nine Venerables Association!
Yu Xian felt as if an enormous black pot had suddenly descended from the sky, clanging down onto his head.
Hearing Yu Xian's answer, the Golden Crow Demon Venerable's face showed a hint of disappointment.
He had intended to turn around and leave, yet with a lingering hope he asked,
"Do you know who Yu Fan is?"
Yu Xian resolutely denied, "I don't know."
But this time, a strange color suddenly appeared on the Golden Crow Demon Venerable's face as he continued to press,
"What is your relationship with Yu Fan?"
Seeing the near certainty in the Golden Crow Demon Venerable's tone, Yu Xian's expression changed.
He had been so startled by the sudden blackening of his vision that he lost his ability to make sound judgments.
If the Golden Crow Demon Venerable dared to ask, he clearly had ways to judge the truthfulness of people's words.