"It's a big one!" Wang Erwen exclaimed with joy.
There's an old saying that vengeance is a dish best served cold, and he felt that the moment for revenge had come; he could tell that the fish on his hook was at least thirty pounds!
This was the conclusion he drew from his years of experience fishing for catfish. A thirty-pound catfish was definitely a behemoth.
The fact that such a large catfish had grown to this size without being caught and taken away was a testament to its good luck.
"It's not easy for Master Wang to catch a fish. If this fish is really bigger than the one Master Lin caught, it would be quite a face-saving accomplishment," someone remarked.
"Master Wang himself said the fish is really big, so it must not be small," another voiced.
"Hold steady, Master Wang, getting it ashore means revenge is served," encouraged another bystander.
"Guide the fish into Master Lin's spot, let him see what sneaking a fish means, haha...."
