"This fish is quite pretty."
Wang Mu's palm exerted a suction force, drawing the Mother and Child Fish from the hook. He then casually tossed it to Shan Chuan behind him.
This massive, stone-like man, standing over four meters tall with palms as large as cattail fans, cradled the fish as if it were a supreme treasure, staring unblinkingly, afraid this moment was merely a dream.
"It really is a Mother and Child Fish..." Shan Chuan's muscles, hard as boulders, bulged with excitement. "To think, it was caught so easily..."
How much time had passed?
By now, Wang Mu had already cast his line again.
The woman beside him watched for a while. When the fishing line twitched again, she hurriedly pulled it up and took a closer look.
She found only a clump of vibrant green seaweed.
She flung the seaweed down in frustration, telling herself repeatedly to calm down.
If that person next to me can catch a Mother and Child Fish, it must mean there are some in the Fetal Breath Spring...
