Chapter 309
Deep in the slopes of Umyeonsan Mountain, two men appeared by a lake that exuded a refreshing, crisp atmosphere.
“You are such an arrogant lizard. How dare you challenge my pro-level fishing skills?” Kiriel taunted, pulling out his fishing rod.
Hakase narrowed his eyes, twitching in anticipation. “Oh, so you really wanna do this, huh?”
Their eyes locked in a fiery stare, brimming with competitive spirit.
“You’re on, dumbass,” Kiriel said.
“Who are you calling dumbass, idiot?”
With a huff, they turned and stomped off in opposite directions.
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It was a fierce competition.
Ripples spread across the lake as the two fishing lines hit the water. Now, all that was left was to wait patiently for a bite, an essential skill for any professional angler.
Determined to crush that insolent lizard’s pride, Kiriel clenched his jaw. After all, the winner would be decided by who caught the most fish.
But no bites came. Kiriel scratched his head, considering whether to move to a different spot, but then shook his head. Instead, he decided to kill time by pulling out a comic book. About thirty minutes later, the fishing rod twitched slightly. A bite, finally.