Moments later, a rain of fresh blood filled the air around Liu Mei and the others, as Little Silver's sharp fangs and its bright silver wings cut through the bodies of the weird-looking mice around it, leaving tens of corpses on the ground beneath it.
And yet, the remaining mice didn't seem to falter even after seeing how terrifying the power of the panther in front of them really was or how many of them it had killed, as they kept charging towards the black panther without any care for their own lives, akin to moths diving into flames.
However, neither their fangs nor their claws were able to so much as pierce through Little Silver's tough skin before their lifeless corpses collapsed on the ground.
''Long-ge, what kind of mice are these?'' Liu Mei asked with a serious look in her eyes as she stared at the hundreds of mice that kept shooting out from the cracks on the ground, as they kept charging towards Little Silver.
