"These fish really are picky. They won't eat this, they won't eat that-must they make me use my Divine Ability?"
The stream fed into the river, with lush grass and warm blossoms spreading across the ground. Chu Xingchen stood beside the stream at the riverbank and cast out a hook.
Without cultivation and Spell Arts, speaking strictly of fishing technique-Chu Xingchen really had none.
He could basically sit at the same table as the childhood Lin Luoyu-whether he caught anything depended entirely on whether the fish was stupid.
Clearly, in this place with reasonably abundant Spiritual Power, the fish were not that stupid.
Dressed in a plain white gown adorned with Gilded Flowers, Chen Baiqing sat down directly on the grass beside Chu Xingchen with fairly elegant poise. In her hand was a Sugar Painting, something she had not eaten in who knew how long, and this little Sugar Painting was shaped like a Little Padded Jacket.
She nibbled at it gently, her teasing gaze turning toward Chu Xingchen as she said with a soft laugh:
"It's just that you don't know how to fish, Master."
Chu Xingchen propped one hand on his hip, fiddling with the fishing rod in the other:
"Well, I haven't fished in ages, not since I caught a person."
Savoring the Sugar Painting's honeyed sweetness, Chen Baiqing held it up toward Master, its cuffs now eaten away. From her perspective, she seemed to have fitted this cuffless Sugar Painting precisely over Chu Xingchen.
"Master likes making excuses."
"If I don't find fault with others, am I supposed to find fault with myself?"
"Hmph, hmph. You really are shameless, Master, so if I turn bad, you must have taught me."
"Hmph, hmph. I won't admit to that. Your master is wise and mighty, open and aboveboard."