"Ah!"
The sudden attack startled Iron Head, who was originally leading the way for the two at the front of the group.
This fierce-looking bald man shuddered in fear at the giant grey-skinned rat that leapt out of the darkness.
He staggered back with a scream, his heel caught by a pebble on the ground, and if it weren't for the support of the wall behind him, he would have fallen to the ground.
He exerted force in his arm, tossing the grey-skinned rat, skewered from the chest, to the ground.
He casually flicked off the remaining bloodstains on the sword's surface, his gaze sweeping over the twitching, weakening rat as its life quickly ebbed away.
Xia Nan looked at Iron Head with a peculiar expression.
He still remembered the time he first met him, and the arrogance he displayed towards Jeff and that passerby in the tailor's shop.
He hadn't expected him to be so helpless now when facing a slightly larger rat.
