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

"Brothers, what concept is a seven-digit number? Seven digits are a million, you know! Is this briefcase filled with gold? Could it be worth a million?"

"Who would pack their gold in a briefcase and then sink it in a pond? Obviously impossible, this is just an ordinary genuine leather briefcase from the last century!"

"Indeed, this is quite far-fetched. I have a theory that Ye Chen might be doing this deliberately to curry favor with Old Liao as he is chasing after Old Liao’s granddaughter..."

"Don’t say, it does seem quite possible! Didn’t Teacher Ye make Old Liao lose face the last few times they bet? This time, not only can he let Old Liao win back some face, but he can also take the opportunity to please him. What fisherman could refuse a fishing rod worth tens of thousands of yuan?"

"Hahaha, if that’s the case, then what Teacher Ye is doing isn’t betting, he’s clearly fishing for people—fishing for Old Liao’s granddaughter!"

"Poor Old Liao has no idea. Just look at that greedy expression on his face; he has already been blinded by Teacher Ye’s fishing rods!"

"Fair’s fair, Teacher Ye’s fishing rods really are impressive; not a single one of them is priced below five figures!"

"How can you catch such outrageous things without good hardware?"

For a while, some people in the live stream room were guessing the value of the brown briefcase.

Others were analyzing the purpose behind Ye Chen’s actions.