When the Goldbiter Rats finally made their return, an aghast Jiang Chen realized they’d lost almost half their members in less than fifteen minutes.

Yet, despite his tribesmen dying by the millions, the rat king was excited beyond belief by the rewards he’d reaped from this particular battle. The survivors would certainly grow beyond their current limits, and the tribe could make up for the dead in a decade or two, thanks to its reproductive speed.

“Ole Gold, you and your tribe are the main heroes this time around.”

The rat king grinned, its whiskers bobbing up and down. “We were merely lending a hand, young lord. I...