Yi Feng carried his fish basket and strolled leisurely toward the meeting point.
After walking for a while, his hand started to ache a little.
He switched hands, but after walking a short distance, it still ached.
"Fine, I'll do a good deed."
Yi Feng turned the fish basket upside down and poured out all the fish inside, leaving only two behind.
With the basket emptied, it immediately felt much lighter in his hand.
Not long afterward, Yi Feng arrived at the place where they were to meet.
Misty Red and Luo Chen had been waiting there for quite some time.
"Mister."
Misty Red bowed.
"Oh, you two came back empty-handed too."
Yi Feng looked at their empty hands and curled his lip.
"You jest, Mister. We only came to try our luck. Besides, it has only been half a month. We never held much hope to begin with."
Misty Red said with a smile.
"You two really are patient."
Yi Feng rolled his eyes. If he had gone half a month without catching anything, he would have blown up the whole lake. Yet they could still remain so calm—truly admirable.
"Here."
"Though they don't look like particularly good fish, I'll give them to you. At least you can have a taste of something fresh!"
Yi Feng held out the fish basket and spoke casually.
"Mister, you caught fish?"
"And two of them?"
Misty Red looked at Yi Feng in astonishment. She had never expected him to gain anything in just half a month.
"What's so strange about catching two fish?"
Yi Feng rolled his eyes and said irritably, "I've eaten several baskets' worth over the past half month. When I left just now, I still had a whole basket, but it was too heavy, so I threw it away."