Under the illumination of a miniature array, the entire courtyard seemed like daytime.
Yu Xian sat leisurely on the fishing platform.
He brought the silverfish from No. 44 Courtyard with him using his Spirit Beast Bag.
At the moment, the increasing number of silverfish were swimming freely in the new pond, showing off their sharp, fanged teeth, making the original residents of the water their prey.
The silverfish shone with a bright silver light under the array.
They were like bent blades in the water, turning into predators, splashing strings of sparkling water droplets.
By the side of the pond, one of the Zhao Family elders who had appeared in the ancestral hall during the day, stood awkwardly, watching Yu Xian fish.
However, the well-fed silverfish didn't care for the scraps of meat that Yu Xian dropped, and none of them took the bait.
