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Wei WuXian exclaimed proudly. "Their hands. None of them were left-handed. I'm sure of this, because they'd always hit me with their right hands."
Lan Jing Yi spat, running out of patience, "What are you being proud for? Look at how complacent you are!"
However, Lan SiZhui broke into a sweat. Thinking back. A-Tong had used his left hand to strangle himself, and Madame Mo's husband also used his left hand to push his wife.
" Well he's correct though.." commented Yu Ziyuan
But, during the day, when Mo XuanYu was causing trouble in the East Hall, the two were rushing to get him out of there, both using their right hands. It was impossible for them to suddenly turn left-handed before they died.
Although he didn't know why, in order to figure out what the creature was, they had to think in the direction of "left hands." After Lan SiZhui realized this, he felt surprised and looked at Wei WuXian. He couldn't help but to think, suddenly saying this... It doesn't seem like a coincidence,
" He's quite intelligent" said Jiang Fengmian
" He was always intelligent " said Jingyi. " Genes, you know "
" Perhaps " said Fengmian." Well I am quite interested in knowing more about his parents "
Jingyi looked at Sizhui. Sizhui nodded and said
" Sect leader Jiang , I just don't think it's the right time to know more about my parents "
" If that's what you want then okay " replied Fengmian
Sizhui always wanted to announce to the world who his parents are, yet he couldn't.
Just because his baba is a traitor in everyone's eyes.
Wei WuXian only smiled. He knew that the hint was too deliberate, but he couldn't have helped it. The good thing was that Lan SiZhui didn't think too much about it either, and thought, anyways, if Young Master Mo was willing to remind me of it, he probably didn't mean any harm His eyes moved away from him, passing A-Ding, who fainted from crying too much, and landed on Madame Mo.
His gaze travelled from her face down to her hands. Her arms were hanging down and were mostly hidden inside her sleeves, with only half of the fingers showing. Her right hand had fair. thin fingers, undoubtedly those of a woman who lived comfortably and never worked.
However, the fingers on her left hand were much longer than the ones on her right. They were also thicker. The knuckles were bent, full of power.
The hand isn't that of a woman's it was a man's hand!
" From the starting, everything is soo wrong"
" You're probably right. Everything here feels so wrong"
" Moreover who transported us here?? What is that the person who trasported us here wants from us"
