The Yellow Rat Spirit's heart skipped a beat. 'Did I say something wrong?' The Snake King's presence was too overwhelming. Standing before him felt like being crushed under a formless mountain, making it hard to breathe.
Its large claws, which had been gripping the little girl, subconsciously loosened.
THUD!
The little girl slammed hard onto the ground. Before she passed out, she glanced at Tu Xiao'an, a single, shimmering teardrop clinging to the corner of her eye.
Tu Xiao'an looked at the unconscious little girl with a hint of pity before turning his cold gaze to the Yellow Rat Spirit. "I have already announced the peace treaty with the Demon Management Bureau. No demon is to harm ordinary citizens, yet you were still about to suck the blood of a little girl."
"My lord, I was just going to suck this one girl's blood and then I was going to stop," the Yellow Rat Spirit said in terror.
