Bones are covered with bite marks...
The willow tree suddenly became extremely frightened, pulled out its roots, and ran away into the distance, hiding under the rock wall, trembling, and its leaves rustled down in pieces.
Fang Zhixing turned around, facing the gate, and immediately saw a bamboo chair in the small courtyard.
At this moment, a mouse-man was lying on the bamboo chair, with a robust and strong physique, well-developed muscles, and shiny fur.
Next to the bamboo chair was a large knife, its blade polished bright, flashing with cold light, and excellently maintained.
The robust mouse-man stood up unhurriedly, picked up the large knife, flicked its tail, and instantly kicked up a lot of dust.
Fang Zhixing took a deep breath, stepped into the courtyard, and asked, "Are you the gatekeeper?"
The robust mouse-man said nothing, saliva dripping from the corner of its mouth, staring dead at Fang Zhixing, full of appetite.
