"It looks like that thing has already left." Blind Liu went over to take a look. There were two very clear tracks, one from when it came and one from when it left.
As he drew closer, a faint, fishy stench hit him.
Blind Liu beckoned Zheng Xuan over. "Come smell this. Do you notice anything?"
Zheng Xuan stepped forward and gave it a thorough sniff from one side to the other, then looked completely bewildered. "I don't smell anything."
Blind Liu looked at him as if he were beyond teaching. "What good are you?"
Zheng Xuan protested innocently, "Master, be reasonable. If my nose worked better than a dog's, why would anyone bother raising dogs? They might as well raise me."
"Hmph. So young, yet so sharp-tongued. You're not someone anyone could rely on." Blind Liu huffed in displeasure.
No, if you can't win an argument, why start attacking the other person? Why were masters these days so petty?
He was also afraid Liu Mumu might take it seriously and set up a few Wei Xues along the way when he tried to pursue Qian Xiaomeng, so he turned to her and explained, "I'm absolutely someone you can rely on. Really."
Yan Xiu glanced sideways at Liu Mumu. She looked completely confused. "Huh?"
Blind Liu had clearly missed their exchange of glances. He leaned closer to sniff again, then turned to Yan Xiu. "When that thing attacked us earlier, I smelled a fishy odor on it, but it wasn't as strong as this. Could Mumu's token have injured it, making it bleed?"
That was only a guess. There was no sign of blood under the lights. Blind Liu knew that some things remained invisible to ordinary people even when they bled.
Yan Xiu let go of Liu Mumu's hand