"Impossible, right? The White Ape King's strength is formidable, and its bloodline is different. It's one thing for it to have Spiritual Wisdom, but a bunch of mice having this kind of intelligence?" Bai Li was somewhat disbelieving.
"Senior Bai Li, Senior Feng Cang is not wrong. It really was these mice that did it!" Chen Jiuge pointed to the top of the mountain wall.
"Squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak"
A black mouse roughly the size of a human head was lying with a grin on a protruding small stone platform on the mountain wall, constantly scratching its round belly. Its sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked expression seemed to be mocking Chen Jiuge and the others.
"Interesting, it's the first time since my cultivation that I've been mocked by a mouse!" Bai Li's mouth showed a dangerous smile, about to make a move.
"Wait a minute!"
Stopping Bai Li, who was about to act, Chen Jiuge spoke with grave eyes: "Something's wrong, did you sense the cultivation of that mouse?"
