It was a quiet night, and Fishman Island looked particularly peaceful, with only a few firelights dancing.
Argus had a sad look on his face. He felt ashamed that he had betrayed his friends on Fish-Man Island. This was completely against the ancestral precepts of Fish-Man Island.
To be kind to others is to be kind to yourself.
If his father was cruel to Leng Yuling, he would undoubtedly be cruel to the entire Fish-Man Island, and one day, he might pay a heavy price for it.
Argus glanced at the two murloc guards next to him. They were guarding both sides of the gate conscientiously. This cage was made of seastone, and he could not forcefully break out.
"You... are all members of the fish-men tribe, right?" Argus said quietly.
The fishman guard glanced at him, and then followed his duties and ignored Argus's words at all.
Argus smiled and said sadly: "The fishmen have always settled down, refrained from fighting, and been friendly to others. This has always been the ancestral motto and the purpose of our lives."
"Now, for the sake of the so-called race, the Fishman King has betrayed his friends and made sacrifices for the sake of the so-called race. Isn't this a form of self-destruction in disguise?"
Listening to Argus's words, the two fishman guards were a little moved. They had also been taught by their ancestors to reach where they are today, and what the fishman king did was indeed wrong.
However, they are just guards and have no power to interfere with anything.
After all, the ancestral precept also said that we should support each generation of fish-man kings without reservation, even if they are wrong, we must always follow them. This makes the entire fish-man island become incomparably united.
"Your Highness Argus, just accept it. For the thousands of people on Fish-Man Island, there is nothing wrong with sacrificing one person sometimes."
"Fart!" Argus yelled angrily, pointed at the fishman guard, and said fiercely: "You dare to say such ridiculous things, are you worthy of being a fishman?"
The fishman guards looked at each other, then shook their heads helplessly and stopped talking to Argus.
Their duty is to take good care of Argus, and there is no need to worry about the troubles of these superiors.
Suddenly, a burst of mist floated over, and the fishman guard frowned slightly, then showed a look of surprise.
"Yes, Misty!"
However, when they reacted, it was already too late. They both fell to the ground softly, and Argus also inhaled the smoke and fell into a drowsy state.
At this time, a figure flashed over, took out a key from the fishman guard, and opened Argus's cage.
Then, he took out a bottle of medicated oil and shook it under the tip of Agus's nose, causing Agus to wake up instantly.
"Sos, it's you?!" Agus couldn't help but said in surprise when he saw the person clearly.
"Your Highness Argus, I'm late."
"Not too late! Fortunately, there are still people in the fish-men tribe who have not forgotten the ancestral teachings!" Argus said happily.
"Your Highness Argus, I came to save you not because of the ancestral precepts, but because I am your right-hand man!" Soth shook his head and said firmly.
Argus was stunned for a moment, and then patted Soss movedly, "Soss, I have no regrets in having you as my brother in this life."
"Your Highness Argus, we don't have much time. Let's get out of here quickly." Soth smiled slightly and then said solemnly.
"Well, let's go now!" Argus nodded solemnly, and then he and Soth quietly walked out of the Fish-Man Island and headed towards the Dragon Island.