C4041 Finally Before the Final Great Battle

At the top of a mountain, a few mice lay sprawled on the ground, looking utterly disheveled and groaning in pain. Hua Hsing stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at his companions.

"You guys," he muttered, frustrated that his plans had been disrupted. He felt the urge to vent his anger on his friends.

"Boss, it wasn't my idea!" one of the mice protested, looking pitiful.

Hearing this