So the Merfolk had such a rule?
Rory glanced at Vincent, Yuel, and the others.
Vincent spoke calmly. "The Merfolk do indeed have that custom. If you wish to keep him, Rory, we have no objections. And if you don't, that's fine too. We can simply send him away."
After all, no one besides them knew what had happened tonight. As long as Wen kept silent, no one would know Rory had seen him.
"Female Master, please let me stay!" Wen pleaded earnestly. "I'm very capable. I can weave the most beautiful sea-silk in the entire galaxy. I can cry the most exquisite pearls. I can catch the most delicious sea beasts from the ocean depths. I can also—"
"That's enough, that's enough!" Rory cut him off quickly.
Raising a fish that could cry pink pearls for her… honestly, that didn't sound bad at all.
She had secretly checked her terminal just now—one pink pearl was worth several billion star coins.
Keeping Wen was practically like keeping a living money tree.
