The terrain here was fairly complex. Dangerous as it was, there really were plenty of fish.
After spearfishing for more than two hours, Lu Ao had twenty-three fish strung at his waist, all of them weighing over two pounds.
Too lazy to keep spearfishing, he swam back.
Everyone else had returned from fishing and was sitting on the deck with their rods. When they saw him come up, they hurried over. "What did you catch this morning?"
"The usual—Black Seabream, White Waxfish, Green Grouper, Red Grouper, Flower Sweetlips, Money Grouper—" Lu Ao listed them in one breath, then sat down wearily in a chair. "I'm coming up to rest for a while."
"That's already a very good haul for one morning," Man Zhang said. "Catch your breath first. We'll fish a little and make lunch."
Lin Gongshang helped him carry the fish into the cabin to freeze, while Qi Yan brought over a large bottle of chilled coconut juice. He unscrewed the cap and handed it to Lu Ao. "Have some juice first and replenish your energy."
"Thanks." Lu Ao took it and drank more than half the bottle in one go. "The fish underwater have been disturbed by us for two days. They don't dare come up at all now. If we want to fish, we'll have to sail farther out."
Lin Gongshang belatedly said, "That's what I said too."
"Bullshit." Lin Guixiao came over. "I said we'd been fishing here forever without catching much, and you insisted it was because I had bad luck."
"Ahem, maybe it was a skill issue." Seeing Lu Ao, Man Zhang immediately sounded righteous again. "Lu Ao was still spearfishing underwater just now. We couldn't exactly sail off without waiting for him."
Lin Guixiao glanced at him. "You've said both the good and