Just wait a few minutes, there's no need to rush.
In the pool, the Fish Lady shrank her head and hid here, not knowing why, but the moment the President turned his head, she instinctively retracted her tentacles.
On reflection, this might have been the subtle influence of those third-rate horror films.
Typically, when people encounter ghosts, they can only see tranquility on their first look back; at this moment, the ghosts cannot come out to scare people, but must continue to build the atmosphere.
This is a principle of being a ghost, and the Fish Lady always abided by principles.
And the President indeed discovered nothing, still looking towards the direction of the glass door.
The Fish Lady came out of the pool again, but her tentacles did not reach for the President, instead opting for the oven.
"Shh—" The tentacles made a unique sizzling sound as they touched the iron plate inside, causing Fish Lady pain, her body trembled, and her two large eyes immediately teared up.
