"No fighting, alright? I don't have medicine here to treat you if you're injured. If anything happens, you'll just end up as fresh sweet-and-sour, braised, steamed, or deep-fried fish." Han Qiwu smiled mischievously and reached out to grab the Swordfish Fry.
"Splash, splash, splash."
The Swordfish Fry immediately stiffened, and after a few seconds, it began nodding frantically while forcing a wide grin, as if it understood Han Qiwu's words.
"Good, it's nice you can understand." Han Qiwu let go of the Swordfish Fry, and it instantly flicked its tail and darted to the corner trembling.
Its mouth opened and closed, releasing four or five bubbly fish bubbles.
w(ﾟДﾟ)w
Oh my god! So terrifying!
Nearby, the Black Seabream King gloated and quickly opened its mouth, spitting out a string of bubbles to mock the Swordfish Fry. To add emphasis, it stuffed a few strands of algae into the bubbles and rolled dramatically.
