C183 Left with No Choice

Sure enough, the yellow weasel stood up, its hind claws on the ground, and stood up. It bowed towards Old Taoist Zhang like an old demon and said, "If Taoist Priest is willing to let me go, this old one will be extremely grateful."

I was stunned by this scene. What the hell was going on? Just a moment ago, it had greeted Old Taoist Zhang's ancestors with the word 'old weasel'