The night was as black as ink, with black fur whirlwinds howling across the barren earth, while within the mountaintop barricade, the wind was calm and serene.
A Crystal Man retrieved a glowing object from beneath a cracked surface.
Qin Ming was startled and said, "Are you really taking 'teach a man to fish' literally?"
Wu Yaizu tilted his head to look at the Crystal Man slumped on the ground, giving him no pleasant look.
In his hand was a very fine line, semi-transparent and shining brightly, with a gleaming hook tied to one end as the most crucial detail.
Xiao Wu pouted, saying, "From a literal perspective, are you really about to gift Brother Ming two fish?"
"You're not too dumb," the Crystal Man nodded earnestly.
Xiao An wanted to pound him, saying, "You're too simple-minded, who wants your fish anyway!"
The Crystal Man gravely stated, "In a cursed land, raising fish, do you think anyone can just eat them?"
