He finished speaking, stretched out both hands, and bent his waist lower in a slight bow, indicating that Pororo should go first.
Alas, even in the Endless Sea, they still haven't changed their foolish manner, Pororo muttered to himself helplessly.
"They are my companions; move aside."
Once these words were spoken, the three Fishermen immediately froze. An expression of clear astonishment was visible on their faces, which were strikingly different from human faces.
They nodded quickly, submerged completely into the water, and swiftly departed.
After sending away these little Fishermen who had wanted to steal, Pororo turned back helplessly.
Lucilia dropped from the branch and landed on Pororo's shoulder.
"Are they... really your kinsmen?"
After all, the behavior of the three Fishermen had left Lucilia completely stunned.
It was so obvious, yet they had still considered asking Pororo to join them in their thievery.
