The Toad clenched the golden fish in its hand as if it were twisting a tiny lobster, extremely miniature.
As the light of the golden fish came closer, the Fat Catfish realized that the whole Treasure Fish wasn't small at all, just oddly shaped, with a mouthful of Sharp Teeth and a triangular-shaped back ridge, something it had never seen before in the rivers.
"Toad calls it the Golden Gavel Fish, a fine thing from the sea. Inside it has a mouthful of golden broth, warm and extremely delicious after drinking, not to be missed, a gift for the little brother," it said.
A strange and unique fragrance diffused in the water, and the Fat Catfish approached cautiously, but the Golden Gavel Fish suddenly began to struggle violently.
Caught off guard, the Fat Catfish's plump face was smacked repeatedly by the large tail, finally being knocked to the ground with one last slap.
The Toad roared with laughter, then shot the Golden Gavel Fish a glare, and the fish rolled its eyes and fainted.
