I cautiously extended the landing net.
Master held the fishing rod and shouted excitedly at me:
"Net its head, net its head. Don't snag the line. Steady, steady, slower, slower..."
Master's eyes were practically popping out of his head. He was so excited that spittle flew everywhere. How did he look anything like a master of the Feng Shui world?
He looked even more nervous and excited than when facing an evil ghost.
I didn't have much experience netting fish.
Fortunately, everything went smoothly. I steadily netted the ten-plus-pound bighead carp onto the bank.
The instant it was ashore, I lifted the fish and ran farther up the bank, not daring to linger by the river for even a second.
If that big fish had flopped back into the river, I was genuinely afraid Master would strangle me.
Once the fish was onshore, Master came over in an excellent mood.
"Hahaha! Fifteen pounds, at least fifteen pounds..."
"Fellow angler, I've been fishing here for over a year. The biggest fish I've ever seen anyone catch was only seven pounds and three ounces.
Then you show up and catch one over ten pounds."
"A master! A master!"
"You're amazing, fellow angler!"
"..."
After hearing them, Master laughed heartily and waved his hand.
"You flatter me, you flatter me. I'm not bragging.
I'm quite famous in Mountain City's wild-fishing circle too. Back then, I failed to net a fish weighing over a hundred pounds. Otherwise, I'd be the King of Wild Fishing in Mountain City."
Master didn't even blush as he bragged in front of several local anglers...
The anglers around us wore varying expressions after hearing that.
"The old-timer is impressive!"
"No wonder he's an expert from Mountain City."
"You really are impressive. Fellow angler, could you share some of your