I Go to the High Seas for Fishing But Get Hunted by an Aircraft Carrier

"Jeez, Young Chen, I, Old Liao, have been fishing all my life, do you know what nickname they gave me?"

"Angry Iron Hand!"

"Let me tell you, it's not about the bait, but about the solid skills, wrist strength, arm strength!"

"The fishing bait doesn't matter, it's all the same!"

"Hahaha..."

Ye Chen returned to his base with a distressed expression on his face.

It felt like a million alpacas were stampeding in his heart.

Helplessly, he could only complain to the viewers in his live stream room about his frustrations.

"This Old Liao, what does he mean by relying on skills?"

"The fishing float had already gone under, and he only started pulling the rod then, and he still lectured me so much."

"Clearly, he just doesn't want to give me the bait, this stingy miser!"