Chapter 722: Are You Relieved?

Tinder charged over and grabbed the man by his collar. He screamed, "Cut the bullshit. My master wants to go in!"

The poor man was grabbed in the air. His neck was stuck with the collar, and he couldn't breathe. His face also turned red. He swayed his hands in the air without any rhythm. He struggled to say, "Come in."

They could proceed to move. Avery's hand, which was held by Evan, couldn't help clenching. The remaining place was kept apart by one stall. But it felt spookier.

When they moved further, they were one room after another. On the tables were put various equipment. And Avery could vaguely see squirely worms.

"This is..." Avery started to get goosebumps seeing so many these things. They were dark brown with soft bodies. And they moved slowly.

Evan took a peek of the right stall, saying, "Mudfish."

Avery answered, "Mudfish?"