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

"I’m saying, old Liao, making sarcastic remarks about Teacher Ye is where you’re wrong. Without Teacher Ye feeding the fish over there, where else could we catch such big and plump fish?"

"Ha ha ha, I’m telling you, old Zhang, you’re right. I just love fishing with Teacher Ye, not for anything else, just to see the expression of our fellow air force guy. I must say, Teacher Ye’s expression right now is really enjoyable to watch!"

"Don’t mention it, I really do feel the water level rising under my feet. Teacher Ye, how many tons of bait have you thrown in? Are you trying to make the fish in the water burst from overfeeding and float to the surface?"

Although the old guys from the Jiang City River squad often took advantage of Ye Chen, they spared no mercy in teasing him.

Listening to this group of old coots making comments about him, Ye Chen waved his hand impatiently and said to them.

"Go on, what do you know? To fish, you need to lay a good bait bed. Don’t rush, I spent the morning preparing the bait bed, I’ll surely have a bursting keepnet in the afternoon, alright?"

"Teacher Ye, when you talk about bursting the keepnet, you’re not saying you’re going to catch a Hand Grenade and blow up your own keepnet, are you?"

"Ha ha ha..."

By the riverbank, a burst of laughter and jovial chatter ensued, and Ye Chen didn’t take any of the teasing to heart.

After all, he and this group of old guys shared quite a good camaraderie.