Hm?
"What's going on?" Gu Zheng asked impassively.
"This..."
Chen Donghe was also a bit dumbfounded. He reached out and poked the pocket-sized rat, whispering, "Treasure, don't sleep yet. I'll let you sleep all you want after we find the Demon Fiend. Treasure? Treasure?"
The pocket-sized rat remained motionless, as if it were dead.
Seeing this, Tang Jingtiao, Xu Heng, and Liang Tianpeng looked at one another in confusion.
"Ahem."
Liang Tianpeng, feeling awkward as well, bowed to Gu Zheng and explained, "It wasn't like this before. This Silver Rat is usually perfectly fine at Demon Hunting, and very efficient, too."
"Then what's wrong with it now?" Gu Zheng raised an eyebrow.
He could sense that the pocket-sized Silver Rat's heart was still beating, and its aura hadn't changed much. If anything, it had just become much more restrained.
"Well..." Liang Tianpeng couldn't explain, so he had to turn and look at Chen Donghe.
