The appearance of a big rat stirred the White Tiger’s interest. His gaze sharpened, as if ready to fight the rat king at the drop of a hat.
“Relax, Little White. He’s on our side,” Jiang Chen chided with a smile.
Little White licked his lips. “This big rat is pretty interesting. I really feel like it’d be a good fight.”
He’d been a little depressed. He was the youngest among the four sacred beasts and the weakest in combat. He’d always wanted a good brawl, but never had a suitable candidate available to him.
But this rat king, while a little weaker, was almost at his level. The prospect of such an opponent raised his...