"My questions are finished. Since you've been so honest, I'll give you two choices now."
"First, I'll deal with all the fishmen on the fleet within three days. If you want to leave, go back to Fishmen City or wherever your Fishmen Witcher is staying. I'll pretend I never saw you tonight."
"Second, I'm very interested in the Fishmen Witcher system. If you're willing, you can work as my consultant. I'll pay you a generous salary regularly. However, until I fully understand the grudges between the fishmen, it'll probably be difficult for you to return to the Fishmen."
"." The moment Su Mo finished speaking, a trace of cold sweat slowly slid down Xing Yue's forehead.
At this moment, he wasn't afraid because Su Mo had said he would deal with all the fishmen on the fleet.
Rather, he knew very well that his next answer might determine whether he lived or died.
"I won't interfere with your choice between the two paths, but I can't guarantee that if you return to the Fishmen and reveal what happened tonight, I won't come after you and do something impulsive."
Seeing that Xing Yue was still hesitating, Su Mo bent down slightly with a faint smile and placed his hand on the other party's wrinkled fish head, gently gripping it.
"."
This time, Xing Yue didn't dare move at all. His instincts, honed through years of training, warned him.
If he still couldn't give Su Mo the answer he wanted to the next question, his fish head would end up somewhere it shouldn't—just like Xing Shi's.
"Lord Su, being able to serve as a consultant to a powerhouse like you is... is my honor. I'm willing. I'm willing to join your command."
He forcibly suppressed his trembling and gritted his teeth, squeezing