"Brother Rat, we... we mean no harm, nor do we have any designs on the War God's Tomb; we were just passing by here," Qiu Wei spoke up, forcing a wry smile, his voice far from clear.
Qiu Zhuang and Qiu Fei were nodding vigorously: "Exactly, exactly, we were just passing through!"
"Is that so?" Tyrant Rat sneered, standing behind him, Niu Kang and Tu Yun were as if in a dream, even the lords of the third level of Zao Hua Realm seemed like grandsons in front of Boss Rat; Boss Rat was truly too overbearing, invincible.
"Yes, yes, yes..." The three Qiu Wei hurriedly nodded like pecking hens.
"I'll give you the benefit of the doubt!" Tyrant Rat laughed.
"Thank you, Brother Rat." Qiu Wei and the others finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Just then.
Tyrant Rat raised his head again and looked into the distance: "Hehe, Su Chen..."
Su Chen?!
No sooner had Tyrant Rat spoken.
