As for the mice army that Little Fury was controlling, even if it was harmless, it would be reported to Nie Ting. It would be up to Nie Ting to decide what to do with it.
Little Fury dispatched its underlings to return to the sewers and continue their patrol. It swelled with arrogance as it carried its small backpack and returned home. Lu Shu and Lu Xiaoyu were watching television. It took out its small notebook. "We exterminated 12 thousand scorpions. 8000 of our mice are injured and 13 Class F's have died. End of report."
Lu Shu glanced. "Okay."
He continued to watch television.
"From Little Fury's distress, +199!"
It did not lose heart. It showed the notebook to Lu Xiaoyu. Lu Xiaoyu replied with an "okay" and continued to watch television.
"From Little Fury's distress, +399!"
