Chapter 71: Chapter 71 The Tragic Daily Life of the Crocodile Garfish

In the lobby of the first floor of Whisperwind Pavilion, seven gar-pike eels were strung up by ropes threaded through their gills, hanging from the beams like a row of salted fish, occasionally writhing.

The gills are a crucial part of a fish, and even the most ferocious fish would immediately lose the ability to resist once a rope was threaded through them, rendering their great strength useless.

Besides, Suming was constantly bombarding them with his spiritual power.

The fishy smell emanating from the gar-pike eels drew the attention of several cats. Fish was the felines' favorite food, and to them, these formidable creatures that even snapping turtles would hesitate to provoke were merely sizeable meals.

The cats, as if fitted with springs, pounced haphazardly on the ground, leaping up to try to snag the suspended gar-pike eels with their front paws.