The gray Doggy came in the dead of night.
At the young publicly funded student's command, he sniffed around the burlap sack for quite a while before hesitantly vanishing into the moonlight. From the hesitant look in his little eyes before he left, Zheng Qing knew better than to place too much hope in him.
"Behold, I am against you; I will lift your skirts over your face, make the nations see your nakedness, and the kingdoms behold your shame!"
Fatty Xin recited the words as if singing, his richly modulated voice sounding especially grating in the night.
"What?" Zheng Qing was utterly baffled.
He was crouched beside Xiao Xiao, watching him divine with eager eyes. His face was smeared with glittering ointment, while Jiang Yu folded paper cranes nearby, apparently contacting someone.
"The message those attackers left you."
The Fat Wizard shook a small piece of parchment in his hand and waved it before the wizard's face. "Thus says the Lord of Hosts... the Old Testament, Nahum."
Zheng Qing looked at the crooked line of writing on the parchment and narrowed his eyes.
"Heh, are they trying to kill me and crush my spirit too?"
The young publicly funded student sneered, then turned to You Zui's other Lead Hunter. "Elder, you've been looking around for ages. Did you find any clues?"
As the member of the You Zui Hunting Team with the most extensive hunting expertise, Zheng Qing still held out a sliver of hope for the Red-faced Male Wizard.
"Hard, hard, hard. The scene's cleaner than if a dog had licked it clean."
Zhang Jixin rubbed his chin and repeatedly shook his head. He and Fatty Xin had arrived at the scene one after the other, and he had already circled the spot where Zheng Qing had been