Bab 378: What Exactly Am I Rearing

Generally, when Curly Hair didn't cooperate for a checkup, that meant he had done something. Thus, when Fang Zhao brought Curly Hair home, he gave Curly Hair a checkup.

Curly Hair didn't have any external injuries. He hadn't even shed a strand of fur when escaping the exhibition hall. Other people thought that Curly Hair had been fortunate, escaping the blaze and avoiding being crushed by falling objects, but Fang Zhao knew that might not have been the case.

When Fang Zhao extracted the bits of metal lodged between Curly Hair's teeth, he knew that the matter was indeed not that simple.

Fang Zhao had already gained understanding of the matter at the manor from others. He knew that the cages in the designated area for dogs had been broken and, until now, the culprit hadn't been found.

Fang Zhao sighed. "Where are you injured this time?"

Curly Hair lifted up one of his front paws.