"Why isn't it attacking me?"
At that moment, Wang Zhifan felt puzzled. He stopped and slightly turned his head to look at the spot he had just passed. He found that the malice still lingered in the shadows of the candle holder on the passage wall, but the presence remained hidden and did not intend to attack, behaving rather strangely.
"Have you sensed my danger... I'll let you off then... After all, I didn't come here to do cleanup work."
Wang Zhifan forced an explanation, then turned around and continued forward down the passage, heading towards the grotesque monster crawling on the ground ahead.
This creature, resembling a fanged crocodile, was quite different from the monsters Wang Zhifan usually encountered. It seemed quite patient, having seen Wang Zhifan long ago but did not recklessly charge forward. Instead, it moved slowly along the passage ground, pressing closer like a mature and stable warrior, exuding a calm demeanor unlike ordinary small fry.
