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"Not bad, David. You also have an ornamental fish store. I really want to see what kind of ornamental fish you have!"

At that moment, the African American Natar came in, followed by a middle-aged man.

"Wu, just some ordinary ornamental fish." The middle-aged man glanced at the fish at the entrance and smiled.

Natar also looked around and smiled.

"Natar!" David glared at him gloomily. "Did you break the rules?"

Natar's pupils shrank but he then laughed. "I don't understand! What rules? I haven't broken any rules!"

"Heh, as long as you know. If there's a next time, things won't be so simple." David stared at him.

Natar squeezed out a smile. People with their status had their own rules, and what happened yesterday undoubtedly crossed the line. If evidence of his actions was found, he would be chased out with nothing left.