Yanzhou City's City God Temple was not particularly hard to find.
After all, everyone knew a place like that.
Wearing straw sandals, Li Ping'an headed toward the City God Temple.
There were not many people at the temple, but there were certainly not few, either.
Perhaps it had something to do with the time of day.
Li Ping'an bought a bean cake at the temple entrance.
Eating as he walked, he entered the City God Temple.
As luck would have it, the City God was not home today.
No divine presence showed in the shrine statue, proving that the City God was not in the temple.
Having come up empty-handed, Li Ping'an could only wander around the temple for a while before leaving.
He thought he would come again tomorrow, and saw that the sunshine was lovely today.
So he took his fishing rod and walked to the unfrozen stretch of riverbank he had passed on his way here.
He chose a good spot and fished at his leisure.
Quite a few people were fishing, though most were getting on in years.
Beside Li Ping'an sat an old man in his sixties, looking full of vigor.
Looking at Li Ping'an's face, he said, "Young man, are you new here?"
"I only arrived in Smoke Continent a short while ago."
As Li Ping'an spoke, he unwound the fishing line from his bamboo pole.
He lowered the hook into the water.
"That fishing rod of yours is rather plain..."
The old man glanced at the bamboo pole in Li Ping'an's hand.
"I made it myself."
The old man shook his head.
Unprofessional. Not professional at all.
As he thought this, he took another look.
Unable to help himself, he offered a reminder. "No, you won't catch any fish like that. You need