After a moment, the master-servant pact was complete, and the Black-haired Demon Rat lay prostrate on the ground, devoid of any will to live.
Then, a shaggy humanoid rat suddenly dashed to Zhao Sheng's feet, his body convulsing violently. Soon, his gray fur retracted into his skin, and his head returned to its normal human shape.
"My lord, spare my life! I was ordered by the Mouse God, and I had no choice in the matter. I swear I've never done anything against heaven and reason," the middle-aged man with the beard begged and kowtowed like pounding garlic, fearing that the exalted one would use him as a sacrificial example.
Zhao Sheng ignored the man, and addressed the Demon Rat sternly, "Evil creature, take your offspring and leave at once. You are to wait for me at the temple, I will come to see you later."
Upon hearing this, the Black-haired Demon Rat leaped up excitedly, squeaking frantically and zipping into the darkness like lightning.
