The tentacle, filled with viscous liquid, emitted a stench as it lashed down, creating a whistling sound in the air.
Lin Shan and Qian Xue rapidly retreated.
They moved like swimming fish, dodging to the other side away from the street.
Slap!
The tentacle missed, hitting the ground instead.
A seductive sound emanated from the tentacle's suction cups.
Though it caused no substantial harm, it made the two feel restless, as various negative emotions continued to ferment.
The tentacle wanted to move forward, but the two had already completely exited the Settlement Street area, putting a significant distance between them and the dense fog.
It couldn't leave the fog!
Seeing the tentacle probing within the mist before slowly retracting into the darkness and disappearing filled their hearts with a silent sigh of relief.
