Chapter 413 - Underwater World (1) (2/2)

A smudge of golden flashed by in the oceans. Bluepool was about to dodge from it, but before he could move, his neck was grabbed in a strangle.

“What did you just say?”

The golden-haired merfolk’s voice was deep. When he came to a halt, his golden hair swirled in the water behind his head, yet his face was calm and unaffected. With four animal stripes, his disposition was as cold as thousand-year-old ice.

Bluepool could clearly sense the other party’s killing intent. Though he didn’t quite understand what was going on, he recounted whatever he knew. “Leader, I just saw Jean on the shore.”

“Are you sure that’s her? I remember you have yet to mate with Jean. Did you secretly peek at her?” King said coldly as he tightened his hold around the other merfolk’s neck. “You know this is against the rules of our tribe.”

Bluepool, whose face had turned purple, said with much difficulty, “I’m certain. Although I’ve never seen Jean before, I know that she has fair skin and long hair. None of the females on land look like that. Although there’s some discrepancy in the description given by you guys—her hair isn’t blue.”

“Oh?” King loosened his grip.

Bluepool opened his mouth and took in a few mouthfuls of water, the gills behind his ears filtering out the deoxygenated water. “Her hair is dark brown. As I’m responsible for exchanging items with the beastmen on land, I’ve seen the females of quite a few tribes before. But I’ve never seen any tribe’s females that possess one-tenth of her beauty. She must be a female of the merfolk tribe.”

“You got the wrong person. Jean has blue hair, that female isn’t her.”

King tossed Bluepool away. Upon hearing the commotion, the merfolks came swimming over. They anxiously asked Bluepool what was going on.

King turned to face everyone and said, “A merfolk who hasn’t seen Jean before mistook someone else for her. Jean is in her nest and hasn’t been stolen.”

The merfolk’s expressions eased, and they shook their fish tails as they dispersed.

But Bluepool didn’t believe it. How could such a beautiful female come from the land?

“I don’t believe it. Unless you let me see Jean.” Bluepool’s attitude was firm.

King’s gaze turned cold. His eyes sparkled a shade of gold like the sun, exuding a bone-chilling coldness.