Jian Qing had no objection and nodded, "Okay, a fifteen-minute limit."
"Fifteen minutes?" Han Yue doubted his hearing and reconfirmed, "You didn't misspeak, did you?"
Catch a fish in fifteen minutes?
Jian Qing stood up, picked up the elastic band she had thrown aside earlier, "Yes, fifteen minutes. Whoever catches less fish will grill the fish. The countdown begins now."
Surprised, Han Yue looked at her. Fifteen minutes. Was she planning to blast the fish out?
Puzzled, he didn't bother thinking about it further. He set the timer on his phone, then took out the fishing equipment with Quan Mingxuan.
Quan Jingwu picked up the book and rubber band that had fallen on the ground, pulled her in, and said, "Stand here. Let me tie this for you."
"Do you know how?" She looked at him with amusement while expressing her skepticism.
"I don't," he responded. "But I'll learn."
