"You're making up a story about the female on the shore, aren't you? You merely want to see Jean."
Bluepool smiled coldly. "It's been ten years since a female gave birth. No male fish has obtained the rights to mate since then, either. Perhaps she's no longer around. You're deliberately hiding it from us, aren't you? I already have three stripes. By right, I should long have mated with a female. Yet, until now, I haven't even caught a glimpse of Jean's appearance. Don't I have a reason to be suspicious?"
Gold looked at him. Despite the killing intent in his eyes, the words that came out of his mouth were: "I can bring you to take a look."
Gold shook his fishtail and turned around to swim towards the nest.
Bluepool, however, suddenly said, "Forget it. I believe what you just said."
Gold stopped in his tracks and turned his head towards him, an approving look in his cold eyes. "Your decision is the right one."
