He sat helplessly in his chair, his piercing blue eyes not daring to shift, not daring to look at Arthur Lindsey's current accomplishments.
"Mr. Lindsey has caught another sea fish!" came a clamor from the side.
"One after another, four sea fish now!"
He even began to regret his momentary impulse and mistake of challenging Arthur Lindsey.
Perhaps, if Harry North were to compete with Lindsey, the outcome might still be uncertain.
But he himself, he truly didn't have the slightest grasp on how to handle the school of fish, he just couldn't withstand Lindsey's onslaught.
He looked towards Harry, his eyes seeming to ask, "How could Lindsey do it so easily?"
Could Lindsey possess a special ability?
But Harry couldn't give him an answer, because he didn't know Lindsey well.
"There's only 10 minutes left until the end of the third round!" reminded the host.
On the Jefferson Group's side, it was an immediate uproar.
