The moment I finished speaking, Uncle Yu and Zhang Yuchen both showed a trace of surprise.
But neither Uncle Yu nor Zhang Yuchen was some rookie.
Zhang Yuchen might like to charge headfirst into trouble, but he wasn't stupid.
Now that they heard Lu Changfeng had come, they could vaguely guess at his purpose.
Zhang Yuchen stood up.
Still arguing on the phone, Uncle Yu walked over while deliberately putting it on speaker so Lu Changfeng could hear Master's voice and lower his guard.
He wanted him to think we were as relaxed as usual:
"I'm not talking to you anymore. My Third Uncle is here.
That fish of yours weighed seven or eight pounds at most."
Master didn't know what was going on, but saying that his fish from back then had only weighed seven or eight pounds was enough to set him off instantly.
"Yu Long, are you fucking blind? My fish weighed seven or eight pounds?
It was at least ninety pounds! When I said seventy or eighty before, I was already lowballing it."
Zhang Yuchen grinned and immediately took out a pack of Zhonghua cigarettes.
"Senior, what brings you here? Have a smoke, Senior..."
Seeing this, I finally felt at ease.
Damn, they were all actors. Even a reckless brute like Zhang Yuchen was showing off his acting skills now.
Lu Changfeng had come to sound us out, but there was a ninety-percent chance he would leave empty-handed.
Lu Changfeng smiled and said,
"No, thanks. I haven't smoked in years."
Uncle Yu didn't say much more and simply ended the call.
"That's it."
With that, he slipped his phone into his pocket.
"Third Uncle, what brings you here?"
Lu Changfeng smiled.
"I've been too busy before! I never had the time to visit Xiao Jiang and