King suddenly turned to Bluepool, whose expression stiffened up.

“Leader.”

“You were the one who brought Jean back. You’ll be first in line to mate her.”

Bluepool’s tail stiffened, and his eyes opened wide. It took a while for him to regain his senses.

Great elation surged in his heart, and Bluepool swung his tail vigorously, catching up with a “swoosh.”

“Jean.” Bluepool’s gaze flickered, and tears rapidly rolled out from his eyes and trickled down his face.

Irina assessed Bluepool’s face seriously, not sure if he was really crying. When in the sea, would tears still fall when one cried?

She was thinking this when that tear condensed into...