She couldn't wait any longer. After all, it seemed that she could already hear the sound of those beasts chasing over here.
The Raksha Princess's gaze flickered.
One Qingluan was taxing enough, not to mention a fat squirrel whose level she couldn't even assess. She was definitely not their match.
That's why she needed to properly grasp this fleeting opportunity.
The Raksha Princess was about to open the box of medicinal powder and blow a puff onto Qiao Mu's small face.
Suddenly, however, a hand shot out from the side and gripped her wrist firmly.
The Raksha Princess's eyes opened wide. "It's you?"
Meanwhile, back where the rat pack was, the pack had not withdrawn ever since Qingluan departed with the other beasts. Instead, the rat pack swarmed over even more fearlessly to tear at the humans.
Siming Manor's high priest had a foul-looking expression, and he balled his fist against his robe.
