Beast taming, starting from zero point novel Chapter 152

Chapter 152: Chapter 147 Can you hear me?

“I’d like to try,” Qiao Sang said firmly to the auntie.

Although the task initiator might be somewhat difficult to deal with, her intention in taking on the task was to train her pet beast’s abilities; the task initiator’s attitude wasn’t within the scope of her concern.

The auntie shook her head secretly, saying no more to dissuade her.

She pointed with her finger to the right: “It’s that room at the very end, go ahead, I won’t go in with you.”

“Okay.”

Qiao Sang arrived at the door of the designated room.

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The door was ajar. Out of politeness, she still knocked, but there was no response from inside.

She knocked again, still no answer.

Once more.

“Are you annoying, or what? The door isn’t even closed, I already told you it’s the one at the end, and you’re still knocking like an idiot,” a hearty voice came from the room.

Qiao Sang: “…”

The task initiator did seem quite tricky to deal with…

She pushed the door and entered, a strong and unpleasant medicinal smell hitting her nose, mixed with a unique scent that seemed characteristic of the elderly.

It was clearly the hot summer, yet the room felt damp and cold.

On the bed by the window laid an old lady, her hair silver throughout, with high cheekbones and a face covered in wrinkles.

Before Qiao Sang could introduce herself, the old lady asked, “Do you have a spectral-type pet beast?”

Her gaze was sharp, the look of an old person with a difficult temperament.

“Yes, it’s a Treasure-seeking Ghost,” Qiao Sang answered, approaching the bed.

To ensure both parties’ privacy, the Beast Taming Center didn’t disclose detailed information about each side.

“Treasure~”

As if to prove its existence, the Xiao Xunbao appeared above Qiao Sang’s head, calling out.

The old lady looked at the suddenly appearing Xiao Xunbao, lost in thought for a moment, seemingly reminded of something.

After a moment of silence, she picked up a photo from beside her bed and handed it over; Qiao Sang took it and saw it was a picture of a girl in a floral dress with dimples smiling back at her.

Cradled in her arms was a blue lamp-shaped pet beast, which happened to be a Ghost-absorbing Lantern.

The old lady handed over the photo without a word.

Qiao Sang felt that the mood needed to be lightened, so she initiated, “The girl in this photo is really pretty, may I ask who she is?”

Normally, a photo handed over like this would be of the person themselves.

Although the laughing girl in the photo looked nothing like the old lady now being so difficult.

But people change a lot from their youth to old age.

Plus, holding the Ghost-absorbing Lantern, it wasn’t hard to guess that the girl in the photo was the old lady herself.

Qiao Sang silently gave herself a mental high-five for her cleverness.

By pretending not to know who was in the photo, the old lady was bound to feel secretly flattered by the compliment—after all, even in old age, a woman still hopes to hear others say she’s beautiful.

Then the old lady would reveal that it was indeed a picture of herself.

Next, Qiao Sang would pretend to be surprised with more compliments, ensuring the old lady’s gratification reached its peak; how could she not leave a good review then?

“This is my granddaughter.”

Qiao Sang: “???”

Why aren’t you following the usual script, ma’am!

“Last month my granddaughter went out to play with the Ghost-absorbing Lantern, and since then, she never returned,” the old lady paused, suddenly becoming sorrowful, “Now my granddaughter is gone, and so is the Ghost-absorbing Lantern.”

A chill ran through Qiao Sang’s heart. Gone?!

What that meant was…

She pondered slowly, asking softly, “Did the police find any clues afterward?”

The old lady snorted coldly, “A bunch of useless fools, if there had been clues would I have bothered posting a task?”