With the problem of bites but no catches resolved, Master Liu's expression visibly relaxed, like a high school student who had just found the solution path for a full score in an exam, his expressions and actions showing a sense of calm satisfaction.
If it weren't for the weirdo Zhang Yang next door, Liu Xiaoyun's performance would definitely stand out.
After all, nearly ten minutes into the competition, the majority of anglers were either blindly drawing from their spots or slowing down their frequency to wait for fish, but the results were basically the same; around the usual spots, there were no bites.
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"Damn it! The fish in the afternoon are acting strange! In the morning, I could catch over a hundred in an hour, but as the temperature rose, there were no bites anymore!!"
A buddy who knew Ding Wen quite well couldn't help but shout out in frustration.
