Chapter 3656 — Shangguan Lan'er
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Channeling a steady stream of true qi into the Curl-Curl Bear cub to mend its injuries, Wei Zhao saw the little creature's color visibly begin to improve; after the time it took to burn a stick of incense, its eyes started darting about again, the old liveliness restored, and it cradled its round little head in its paws, gazing up at Wei Zhao with curiosity.
This little thing is actually pretty cute—it'd probably be a hit with the girls!
Wei Zhao chuckled at the sight. Seeing its spirit recovered meant its injuries were just about healed, so he immediately moved to withdraw his hand.
To his surprise, the moment the little creature felt the flow of true qi stop, it began whimpering in a panic and hurriedly clamped both plump little paws around Wei Zhao's hand, insisting he keep pressing it to its chest and refusing to let go for anything.
"You want me to keep feeding you true qi?" Wei Zhao was caught between laughter and tears.
"Whimper, whimper!" The little thing actually seemed to understand him and nodded vigorously.
Wei Zhao was hardly surprised by this. After all, the Heavenly Thunder Pig slumbering in his jade pendant space could not only understand human speech but even write to communicate with people. They were spirit beasts, after all—their intelligence was bound to far exceed that of ordinary wild animals, and many surpassed humans entirely.
Seeing the little creature latch onto his arm and refuse to let go, Wei Zhao had no choice but to indulge it. This reaction was hardly inexplicable—the little thing probably just found the infusion of true qi exceptionally pleasant.
"How did you get in here, little one?" Seeing it in such high spirits, Wei Zhao kept channeling true qi to keep it content as he asked.
"Whimper?" The little creature only looked bewildered, cradling its head in confusion for quite a while before finally shaking its head at Wei Zhao.
"You don't know either?" Wei Zhao was taken aback, but on second thought, remembering how it had been barely clinging to life, he understood—in that state, even if awake, it would have been numb to everything going on around it.
Wei Zhao then asked, "Then who kicked you in the chest and left that shoe print?"
He had noticed the print from the very start. Unless he was mistaken, that kick was likely the root cause of the little creature's severe injuries. And from the distinctive shoe print on its chest, a simple comparison was enough to deduce that the culprit who had kicked the little thing was a newcomer from the Welcome Pavilion—and crucially, the shoe size seemed about the same as his own.
Add to that the fact that the cave mansion's seal was still intact, yet this little creature had somehow appeared inside his cave dwelling—put all of it together, and if Wei Zhao still couldn't deduce that someone was deliberately setting a trap for him, then he would have to be far too dull-witted!
"Whimper?" The little creature thought for a moment, released Wei Zhao's hand, and hopped to one side, screwing up its face in a fierce, gnashing snarl. Then it leapt to the opposite side, imitated the way Meng Zhou had kicked it back then—"whimper!"—and delivered a flying kick. Then it hopped back to where it had been, retreated step by step until its back hit the wall, and finally collapsed sitting on the ground.
"Uh…" Wei Zhao was rendered speechless. The little thing had staged a rather vivid reenactment, but the problem was that it still didn't tell him who had kicked it.
"Can you write, then?" Wei Zhao asked, clinging to one last hope. If this little creature could write like the Heavenly Thunder Pig, it ought to be able to clear up his questions.
"Whimper, whimper!" The little thing immediately shook its head like a rattle drum. Back then its owner, Shangguan Lan'er, had wanted it to learn, but it had stubbornly refused—at its age there was hardly enough time for play, so how could it waste time learning to write!