Too many...
Too many.
Too many!
At the limit of his sight, Qian Cangyi could barely make out the forms, but the subtle changes in light and shadow caused by the mice were extremely obvious.
Tremendous pain came from his feet. For mice known for their gnawing habits, the fact that his boots held up until now spoke volumes about their quality.
Qian Cangyi didn't look down.
Even though the sensation of his flesh being gnawed upon kept stabbing his nerves, he didn't glance at his feet again.
Keep running? With this many mice, and they're organized, one person simply couldn't outrun them... Wait, maybe, if I change directions?
Thoughts swarmed his mind.
Qian Cangyi glanced to his left and right.
His escape route was not to return and kill Giant Rat sleeping behind the Taoist statue, but... to flee upwards!
At the top of Dong Qiao Temple, it would be difficult for mice to reach.