Chapter 3654 — A Catastrophe of His Own Making
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In truth, that kick of his had been quite heavy. He'd been afraid the little thing would keep yowling and draw someone in from outside, which would have spelled real trouble. And now look—that one kick had landed them in even bigger trouble!
Staring at the vivid footprint on the cub's chest, even Meng Zhou felt a chill of dread. His eyes darted about, and he hurriedly said, "Why don't we just throw it out? Nobody will know it was me who kicked it anyway!"
"You're an idiot yourself, so you assume everyone else is an idiot too, is that it?!"
Meng Jiuming tore into him without mercy, his voice dripping with contempt. "Once they find that footprint, won't they look for someone to match it against? I'll tell you this—knowing the temperament of Miss Shangguan, she'll turn the whole Spirit Jade Hall upside down if she has to, but she will find whoever killed her spirit pet. And then you may as well start waiting to die!"
"Then what are we supposed to do?" Frightened to the point of tears, Meng Zhou was at a complete loss. "Maybe we sneak it out and dump it somewhere? Out in the wilds, nobody should be able to find it, right?"
Originally, simply eating the little thing as planned would actually have been the more reliable option—no bear seen alive, no corpse seen dead, so even if they investigated, they might not trace it back to Meng Zhou.
But now that he knew the terrifying background behind this little creature, how would Meng Zhou dare entertain such a treasonous thought? Forget eating it—even one more glance at it made his heart pound with terror. His only thought now was to throw it as far away as possible, ten thousand leagues away if he could, and never set eyes on it again in this lifetime!
Meng Jiuming gave him a look of utter hopelessness. "Dump it in the wilds? You think that'll let you off the hook? Miss Shangguan could summon hundreds or thousands of capable hands with a single word. Searching the entire North Island of Cloud Terrace Island would be child's play for her—and how do you know she doesn't have some special means of tracking her spirit pet?"
"Then what do we do? That footprint on its chest won't fade anytime soon, and we can't pin it on someone else either. Ninth Cousin, you can't just stand by and watch me die!" Meng Zhou said, his face a mask of misery.
This time he was truly scared out of his wits. If he managed to survive this ordeal, he'd probably carry the trauma for the rest of his life and never dare eat a spirit beast again.
"Pin it on someone else?" At those words, Meng Jiuming's eyes lit up. He slapped his thigh. "Now that's an idea!"
"W-will that work?" Meng Zhou asked, half believing, half doubting. "Ninth Cousin, these shoes on my feet were issued by the Welcome Pavilion. They just need to match the print and they'll know it was a newcomer from the Welcome Pavilion. Then they'll call out every newcomer to compare, and I still won't escape!"
"Calling you an idiot really doesn't do you justice!" Meng Jiuming rapped him on the skull in exasperation, then laid it out. "Even if Miss Shangguan figures out from the footprint that it was a newcomer from the Welcome Pavilion, there are so many newcomers—plenty of them with a shoe size close to yours. All we have to do is plant a preconceived notion in her mind, and by then who's going to suspect you? Honestly, what an idiot!"RS