Gorn's expression was a bit uncomfortable; he cast a quick glance at Lin and Qin Yu and noticed that their faces looked normal, which made him wonder if he was the one being impure.
No, as a dwarf, how could he be less pure than humans?
So Gorn blushed and pretended he hadn't heard anything.
But then—he was conflicted.
Because he saw something.
A woman.
On a rock seven or eight meters ahead sat a thinly-dressed woman, surrounded by white mist, emitting a faint moan.
The woman was hazy, indistinct, her contours barely visible, yet her figure was extremely sensual as she lay there, casting a ghostly glance in their direction.
Was this normal? No, it wasn't!
Gorn trembled and tugged at Qin Yu's sleeve.
Qin Yu: "Don't pull on my sleeve, I've got one over here too."
Each of the three of them was looking in a different direction, but all saw such dreamlike and ghostly women.
"Sea demons?" Gorn recalled the sea banshees his elders told him about when he was a child.
