Left for me?
Liang Qu ran to the block of ice, wiped off the frost from the surface, and pressed his face against it. The tentacle was not complete, only more than half of it was left; it seemed the Sea Master had treated it. He turned his head to Long Eying, "Is this the one we caught later?"
Long Eying nodded her head.
"It is the connector arm." The Sea Master's gentle voice carried a hint of fatigue and weakness, "The Eight-clawed King probably divined something and attempted to use the uniqueness of the connector arm to mislead others by severing it; fortunately, Xiao Shui captured it and brought it back to keep for Xiao Shui."
Hiss!
Connector arm!
Octopus whip?
Liang Qu didn't quite know what to say; it felt odd to eat such a thing.
"Xiao Shui, don't feel awkward; it's highly nourishing."
"Nourishing what?"
