The warm winter sun shone over the shores of Waterheart.
The land, which had seen a rare snowfall just a few days earlier, was blanketed in white.
Both banks of Waterheart glittered with reflected light, wrapped in silver.
At that moment, four fishing rods stood at the center of Waterheart's lake, drawing the attention of the many anglers who still came out in this season.
Beside the four of them lay a little turtle, deep blue all over. It watched the ends of their fishing rods expectantly, waiting for the four to catch more prey and treat it to something tasty.
Such an unusual combination made it impossible not to steal a few more looks.
Because the youngest among them was none other than the Breeder Competition's champion, who had shot to fame before vanishing without a trace of late.
He was also the owner of Woodheart, whose reputation had drawn many of them here.
Su Ping.
Unfortunately, every request to breed a Ten Thousand Woods Wolf had been rejected.
Two of the others were the presidents of Jianghai's Beast Tamer Association and Breeder Association.
Both truly held high office. If someone could casually win their favor and recognition, the benefits would be unimaginable.
As for the remaining man, there was even less need to explain.
He was the main reason the central area was temporarily closed to outside visitors, with electronic devices even blocked by signal interference and photography prohibited.
Master Zhu Hong had actually come to Linzhou in person!
These past few days, whenever these men had nothing to do, they fished and chatted here. They were regulars by now.
Naturally, this moment was no exception.
"Su Ping, what exactly are you planning to exchange for? You still haven't decided. What are you plotting now?"
Hearing Liu Fuhai's