Li Xiaopeng was already uncontrollably excited. Using a thick cloth to protect his hands, he couldn't wait to scoop the fish out of the net, "This Big True Sea Bream is so beautiful, it has got to weigh at least 20 pounds!"
"What I want to know right now is how much this fish is worth."
"Around 3000, I guess, since live True Sea Breams here go for 150—180 per pound."
"I'm so jealous, that one fish is worth a month of my salary. I can't keep working like this."
Seeing that beautiful Big True Sea Bream, the viewers were green with envy.
Watching Li Xiaopeng's somewhat boastful demeanor, Ah Jie on the opposite yacht felt like shutting down. He felt as if Lin Yang and his group were slapping his face with every fish they caught; the more confident he had been when he spoke, the more his face hurt now.
