"But I saw something… in a dream." She paused. "… giant tentacles."
"When I woke up, I was on the shore of an island."
Her voice carried a strange certainty.
"I must have been saved by Kraken."
Su Mo stared at her.
Yang Qingxi also stared at her.
Neither of them spoke.
If she had said she encountered a cultivator…or some hidden expert…it would have been easier to accept.
But Kraken?
Su Mo opened his mouth slightly—then closed it again.
He decided not to comment.
At that moment, his expression changed slightly.
"They've left."
The conversation ended instantly.
"Let's go."
The three sparrows slipped out of the utility room and moved down the corridor silently.
With a faint push of spiritual energy, the mortuary door unlocked.
They slipped inside.
The temperature dropped immediately.
Cold air wrapped around them like a thin layer of frost.
Once inside, they transformed back into their human forms.
