Meng Chao felt that the soldiers sent by the Great Horn Army to lead the rat people out of the devil's den must have been carefully selected and specially trained in their eloquence. They had carefully polished their stories countless times.
Only then could they speak so vividly and fascinatingly.
With just a few words, Round Bone Club had seemingly led everyone back to that soul-stirring night.
Everybody held their breath and stared at his mouth.
Knowing that he was safe and sound, they were still sweating because of the things he had gone through.
"At that time, a bloodthirsty lizard that looked like a mad dog suddenly darted out of the bushes and bit my calf. Its fangs pierced through my flesh, hanging its body, which weighed more than a hundred kilograms, on my leg."