Just as Han Yu was grinning about his plot— Zhen Shi sauntered up, grinning from ear to ear.
"Han Yu! Good news! I pulled some strings."
Han Yu took a step back. "Why does that sound like a threat?"
"You've been reassigned!"
"…To?"
"To vermin control. The storage cellars have been infested. Your job is to clean them out. By hand."
Han Yu blinked. "You want me to fight rats?"
"With honor!" Zhen Shi said, slapping a broom into his hands. "Now go forth, mighty warrior. May your legacy be disease-free."
Zhen Sui left, but Han Yu was already hatching a plan.
'Hmm, what are the chances I'll see that rat again? But considering the place is infested with rats, there might be a high chance it lives there too.' Han Yu didn't think the rat would be living too far away.
'I need to prepare just in case.' Han Yu thought and went to seek out Fatty Kui number 2.
Storage Cellars, Later That Hour
The cellars were dark. Damp. Moldy. Suspiciously squeaky.
