The Top Fishing

Li Xiaopeng was already uncontrollably excited. Using a thick cloth to protect his hands, he couldn’t wait to scoop the fish out of the net, "This Big True Sea Bream is so beautiful, it has got to weigh at least 20 pounds!"

"What I want to know right now is how much this fish is worth."

"Around 3000, I guess, since live True Sea Breams here go for 150—180 per pound."

"I’m so jealous, that one fish is worth a month of my salary. I can’t keep working like this."

Seeing that beautiful Big True Sea Bream, the viewers were green with envy.

Watching Li Xiaopeng’s somewhat boastful demeanor, Ah Jie on the opposite yacht felt like shutting down. He felt as if Lin Yang and his group were slapping his face with every fish they caught; the more confident he had been when he spoke, the more his face hurt now.

He never expected that Lin Yang would just randomly choose a fishing spot depth and, after only a short while, catch a Big True Sea Bream. However, he was still holding his breath, thinking the other party’s catch might just be a fluke.

And it wasn’t like he was out of opportunities. Even though he had already lost the bet, if he could quickly catch a big fish himself, it would still be a face-saving move.

So he stared at his rod without blinking, not speaking anymore, just hoping for a big one to bite, whether it was a sea bream or a Grouper.