"I have a headache ..."
King Rat pinched the space between his eyebrows, his two eyebrows furrowed together. He was speechless.
"It's been a hundred thousand years. When I think about how there's still a living treasure like you among the twelve guardians, my head hurts ... AI!"
"What's wrong?" The ghost Mastiff squinted and suddenly stopped wagging its tail. may I ask, my noble Rat King, have you ever made any significant achievements over the years? "
"What? He didn't understand anything and even died once, being forced to reincarnate?"
tsk, as expected of little rat. His unique ability has stunned the world. This old ghost is inferior to him!
The ghost Mastiff shook its head. It looked like it was about to die, but the words it said were as enchanting as it could be, and as annoying as it could get.
It was not the first time that King Rat had taken a deep breath to calm his anger.
