Although it's unclear why the Tentacle Monster suddenly stopped moving, Wang Cai certainly didn't bother with that. Since it got devoured into his domain, this detestable octopus must suffer a bit—at the very least, it owes him big time for squirting ink all over his face.
"Run, why don't you run now?" Wang Cai slowly approached the Tentacle Monster, lifted a huge black paw and gently patted the top of its head, then asked with a grin.
Upon seeing Wang Cai's smile, the Tentacle Monster immediately felt chills spreading through its body, even feeling a tightening around its "anemone," instinctively sensing that something bad was about to happen.
The Tentacle Monster's little eyes were situated right on its bald head, and right now, it was staring at Wang Cai without saying a word.
