Zhao Han looked up toward the source of the voice.
A woman clad in purple gauze walked in from outside the hall. She was purple from head to toe: purple veil, purple embroidered robes, purple shoes and stockings...
No wonder Eighth Miss had dyed her fur purple... Zhao Han lowered her head to look at herself, suddenly understanding.
"Woof!" she barked ingratiatingly at the woman.
Sigh, another entry in her dark history.
"Oh? You little dog, you really are clever. How old are you?" the Purple Veil Woman asked with a warm smile.
"Woof..." Zhao Han nearly blurted out her real age, only managing to change course at the last moment.
The Purple Veil Woman reached out and felt her over. "Mm, judging by your frame, you should be three years old. Not bad, not bad."
She smiled at the corners of her mouth.
Zhao Han instinctively felt that something was off, but in order to fulfill Eighth Miss's wish—and because she herself was curious about that Heavenly Fiend Blood Concealment Art—she did not move.
"Alright, now let's see how intelligent you are."
With that, the Purple Veil Woman led the Purple Flower Dog deeper into the hall.
The other cats and dogs all looked at the Purple Flower Dog with sympathy.
A mirror.
There was a dog in the mirror.
"Do you know who the dog in this mirror is?" the Purple Veil Woman asked with a smile.
Using a mirror to determine whether an animal possessed awareness? This Witch was a scientist too.
Zhao Han was stunned. This was common knowledge that ancient people did not possess.
She paced back and forth before the mirror, occasionally barking twice at the dog within it before crawling behind the mirror to take a look.
Cats and dogs generally could