It was a hand with webbed fingers, sharp nails, and green scales.
Seeing the person's identity, Mag instantly stood up, nervously saying to the visitor, "Director Deep, good afternoon!"
As a crew member who once risked life and limb with the Governor of Hope Island, Deep had a transcendent status.
Maya knew that the person in front of her could decide her fate with just a word; he was a big shot.
"Deep, is there something you need?" Lily put down her fork and sweetly smiled at the Merfolk in front of her.
Although this person was not the Deep she knew, looking at that familiar fish-like face made Lily feel very close.
"Ahem, the first mate is looking for you." Deep replied gruffly and turned to leave.
"Looking for me? What's it about? Hey, Deep, don't go!"
Inside the Governor's Mansion, Bandage sat behind a desk handling all the island's matters,
To be honest, this kind of work wasn't easy, as troublesome matters kept arising over time.
