Chapter 3658 — Look More Carefully Next Time
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Yet her every gesture carried a touch of innate refinement and petulance, making it plain that her background must be exceedingly deep. Who knew which great personage's beloved daughter she was?
But seeing this young miss reminded Wei Zhao of something that had long puzzled him: ever since he arrived on the North Island of Cloud Terrace Island, the ratio of men to women seemed severely skewed—especially at the Welcome Pavilion, where he had not set eyes on a single female newcomer.
What he found was that the female cultivators of Cloud Terrace Island were, under normal circumstances, all concentrated on the West Island. Not only did local newcomers go to the West Island, but even women transmitted up from the mortal world were sent straight there.
"It really wasn't you?" Shangguan Lan'er said suspiciously. Spurred on by the accusations of Meng Jueming and the other, she had already formed a preconceived notion that this Wei Zhao was certainly no good, and that he harbored ill intentions toward Xiaobai!
Does this girl have any brains at all? Wei Zhao rolled his eyes in exasperation, then casually beckoned to the little Curly Bear. The little creature immediately trotted over happily, released Shangguan Lan'er, and scampered back onto him, so affectionate in every movement that even Shangguan Lan'er, its owner, felt a pang of jealousy.
"Young miss, you should be quite clear about the intelligence of your own spirit beast, shouldn't you? If I really had kicked it, do you think it would still be this close to me?" Wei Zhao said, glancing at Shangguan Lan'er.
"That..." Shangguan Lan'er was instantly stumped.
Her little Curly Bear might be perpetually slow-witted and adorable, but it could at least tell good from bad—who treated it well and who did not, it knew with perfect clarity. After all, back when her grandfather Shangguan Tianxia had merely scolded it once, the little thing had nursed the grudge for ages and flatly refused to be close to him.
While Shangguan Lan'er was still at a loss for words, Wei Zhao had originally intended to let the little Curly Bear identify the culprit itself—after all, by his earlier reasoning, whoever had kicked it was very likely one of the two, Meng Jueming or Meng Zhou.
Unfortunately, ever since the two of them had come in, the little Curly Bear had ignored them completely yet never shown any obvious hostility. That, in turn, left Wei Zhao somewhat uncertain. Could it really have nothing to do with these two?
What Wei Zhao did not know was that before the little Curly Bear ever fell into Meng Zhou's hands, it had already knocked itself unconscious; then, groggy and half-awake, it had tried to flee and taken a solid kick from Meng Zhou, after which it had remained in a dazed state throughout. So it had never clearly seen Meng Zhou's face, and naturally showed no hostility now.