And Lin Yang, on the other hand, suddenly raised his index finger to his lips and hushed: "Shh, listen."
"Huh?" Li Xiaopeng and Yue'er fell completely silent, listening intently.
Both furrowed their brows, what was that sound, as if it were coming from underwater?
Crack crackle...
Underwater, faint sounds of something breaking apart were carried ashore.
Lin Yang smiled and asked them, "Doesn't it sound like the cracking of sunflower seeds?"
"Brother Yang, are you saying that the fish known for 'eating' sunflower seeds has really come?" As soon as Yue'er posed the question, Lin Yang's rod tip began to quiver violently.
Lin Yang immediately picked up the fishing rod and gave a light flick.
Hooked!
Just like Li Xiaopeng before, he immediately felt the weight in his hand was not light, and the spinning reel was also making a whirring sound as the line paid out.
