Where Was the Mutant Beast?

Not long after he sent out his perception, he discovered a medium-sized school of fish rapidly swimming toward their fishing boat.

"Old Yu, get ready to cast the net!"

Seeing this, Ye Yuan hurriedly shouted.

Hearing Ye Yuan's sudden order, Yu Hongbo, who had been sitting in a corner of the deck, sprang to his feet and calmly began directing the crew to lower the net.

Ye Yuan had shouted loudly enough that nearly every crew member on deck heard his order.

As if pumped full of adrenaline, the crew rushed to their positions as quickly as possible.

"Finally, we can cast the net. I thought Eldest Brother didn't plan on fishing at all on this trip!"

As Ma Hua arranged the trawl net, he muttered quietly to Bao Chunyu beside him.

"Cut it out, kid. Is the boss someone you can talk about?

The boss must have had his reasons for not casting the net. Aren't we starting now? As long as it's the boss's order, our catch won't be small."

Bao Chunyu was deeply grateful to Ye Yuan.

Ever since his father had been diagnosed with paralysis, he had felt as though his whole world had collapsed.

But after the boss prescribed a few doses of traditional Chinese medicine, the entire family had seen hope again.

That was why Bao Chunyu was more grateful to Ye Yuan than anyone else.

It could be said that Bao Chunyu's feelings had gone beyond mere gratitude and risen to the level of worship.

Now, if anyone spoke badly of Ye Yuan behind his back and Bao Chunyu heard it, he would turn against them on the spot.

Even a complaint like Ma Hua's earned Bao Chunyu's merciless rebuke.

Under their practiced handling, a huge bulging net of fish was slowly lifted