The onlookers were not few in number, resulting in a chorus of amazed cries as Zhang Piaoxu stood up and shook his head, "My skills are not finely honed, and I let the big one get away."
He quickly picked up the fishing rod again, "No matter, this time we'll catch a smaller one."
Under the watchful gaze of the crowd, Zhang Piaoxu cast his hook back into the tank, and in no time, he jerked up the line and a fresh carp leaped out of the water, flopping onto the shore.
Pei Ye couldn't help but join the crowd in applause, turning his head to look at Black Cat.
Frankly, when Pei Ye first heard about this trick, he had no particular reaction; in the past two months, he had seen too many strange and miraculous things and encountered too many beings that seemed godlike or fairy-like. Such a seemingly impossible feat of magic hardly piqued his interest anymore.
