"Found something?"
Seeing White Marten stir, Zhao Er grew excited too. He abandoned his inspection of the bones at his feet and hurried after the trail White Marten left through the flowers.
White Marten was fast, but Zhao Er had already trained his Light Swallow Art to lv.4. Though he could not yet make himself as light as a swallow, he moved like the wind. With his internal force lending its strength, a few alternating strides carried him dozens of meters.
Still, Zhao Er's speed fell well short of White Marten's, and he watched as White Marten nearly pulled hundreds of meters ahead.
Just as Zhao Er was about to call White Marten back, White Marten abruptly stopped, turned, and disappeared into a clump of flowers.
Zhao Er kept moving, chasing after White Marten...
"Squeak, squeak, squeak~~"
Just as Zhao Er drew near, White Marten suddenly stood up among the flowers, a little yellow blossom perched on White Marten's head. In both paws, White Marten held a small emerald-green snake that twisted and struggled, squeaking at Zhao Er.
"You little rascal..."
Zhao Er looked at White Marten and laughed as he scolded. He had thought the Little White Marten had discovered some sort of clue, but it turned out to be nothing more than a little snake.
But when White Marten suddenly turned to run onward, Zhao Er realized what had happened. A little snake certainly could not move that fast, so White Marten must have discovered something earlier and merely stopped to wait for Zhao Er, catching a little snake for a snack along the way.
Seeing this, Zhao Er quickly spoke:
"Wait! Bring that little snake over and let me take a look!"
As he spoke, Zhao Er pointed at the little snake in White Marten's paws.
"Guh?"