Bringing our focus back to Wesley, facing such blatant provocation, the Golden-Haired Rat King could no longer endure it.
It lunged toward Wesley, leaping with sharp claws extended; to an ordinary person, its speed would have been as fast as lightning.
But in Wesley's eyes, the Golden-Haired Rat King's speed seemed rather slow, and Wesley also discovered something.
That was that the Golden-Haired Rat King before him was actually male!
Oh, come on! When others face battles with demonic beasts, they are all focused and handle them with extreme caution.
But you, Wesley, are something else; you actually have the leisure to check the gender of a demonic beast. You really are a real oddball.
"Squeak—squeak—it's not even moving; it must be scared stiff by your Rat Grandpa!"
Watching Wesley standing motionless, the Golden-Haired Rat King was overjoyed.
