"What's wrong? Could you have a little patience?"
Seeing Zi Qing toss her Fishing Rod onto the ground, Qin Guan said irritably.
"Splash!"
As they spoke, Qin Guan reeled in a fist-sized clump of Dao Source Qi.
Seeing Qin Guan reel in a clump of Dao Source Qi, Zi Qing, who had already been in a foul mood, grew even more annoyed. "And you have the nerve to say that? I keep catching scrap metal, while you're having the time of your life. Where's the patience in that?"
She'd been fishing for nearly half an hour and had caught a whole pile of things, but they were all useless scraps. The best treasures were only a few pieces of Origin Spirit Essence.
Back on Fish Dragon Island, she'd been the first Son of Fortune to catch a tuna, while Qin Guan had fished for days and caught nothing. He'd been the unlucky one.
Now, Qin Guan only had to cast his Fishing Rod to reel in something good before long, while she kept catching trash. It left Zi Qing feeling terribly unfairly treated.
As if he'd seen right through her, Qin Guan suddenly rolled up his sleeves and said smugly,
"Can't be helped. I told you my luck has always been good. Someone even mocked me back then. Truly, Wind Water Turns Around—and it keeps turning more outrageously with every turn!"
"Qin Guan! If you've got the guts, say that again to my face!"
At Qin Guan's words, Zi Qing's brows shot up and her almond-shaped eyes widened, as if she were about to pounce on him and tear his mouth apart.
She was already fuming because she couldn't catch anything good, and now Qin Guan dared to show off in front of her. He might as well have poured