The tension in the air was so thick it felt like someone could slice it open with a dull bone knife.
Rong Ye still had the merman leader lifted by the throat, his claws shining in the sunlight like they were eager to get to work.
The poor mermen were shaking so hard their spears looked like they were dancing.
They had faced storms and sea beasts before, but never terrifying land males who looked like they were about to turn the ocean red.
Hu Yan's eyes were cold and sharp as blades. He was just about to give the signal, one small motion and this beach would officially become a seafood disaster, when a faint, high pitched voice floated over the waves.
"Husband! Husband! I am here! Lan Lan is here!"
The voice came from the shore, distant but perfectly clear to their powerful ears. Every male froze at once. The killing intent vanished so fast it was almost embarrassing. One second they were war gods, the next they were stunned statues.
