After walking for about half an hour, the two arrived at the seaside.
The cloudy weather made the seaside especially cool, with the small sea breeze whooshing past.
The deep blue ocean was incredibly calm, occasionally flashing with streaks of shimmering light.
Gazing at the sea, Tang Qingying suddenly recalled the Fishing King competition and turned to Han Qiwu to explain: "Oh, right, when I returned to the town three years ago, I saw a Fishing King competition. Mr. Huang had made the rules quite intricate; there are three categories: speed fishing, weight fishing, and variety fishing. They compete on hook speed, fish weight, and the number of different fish species caught. All competitions use hand rods, and the choice of fishing hooks is unrestricted. You can use things like cluster explosion hooks or centipede hooks, as long as the total number doesn't exceed eight."
"Sounds pretty interesting, huh?" Han Qiwu chuckled.
