"Can't the Pope catch fish?"
"Besides, there's no one else around to see us."
The two walked out of the courtyard hand in hand, following the small path at the end of the village at an unhurried pace.
Occasionally, they came across villagers who had risen early. Seeing the lovely pair, they all greeted them with smiles.
Once they left the village, the path gradually turned into a ridge between fields.
Golden rice paddies stretched out on both sides. Distant green mountains stood like dark brows, while a nearby stream murmured softly.
Two li was not far, and they arrived after roughly half an hour.
Sure enough, an open stretch of Shallow Water Bay lay before them. The stream slowed here, forming a semicircular pool.
The water was crystal clear, revealing smooth pebbles at the bottom and little fish swimming about.
Several broad, flat rocks stood by the pool, likely where the villagers usually did their laundry.
It was already past nine in the morning, and the people washing clothes had gone home as well.
"Here we are."
Bibi Dong happily ran to the water's edge, crouched down, and stirred the water with her hand. "It's so cool! Teacher, look, there really are fish."
Qian Xunji set down the fish basket, rolled up his trouser legs and sleeves, revealing his sturdy forearms.
"Let's compete. Whoever catches three fish first wins."
"No Soul Power allowed."
With the strength of a Soul Emperor and a Titled Douluo like them, they could make fish leap into their basket in minutes using Soul Power, but that would be far too boring.
"Alright."
Bibi Dong rolled up her trouser legs and stood in knee-deep water.
The moment she entered the water, Qian Xunji, on the other side, swiftly plunged both hands into the stream—water splashed