"Hey! Old Liu, as an experienced angler, how come you're ignoring the rules like this? Smoking is one thing, but tossing cigarette butts around?"
The scene of throwing the cigarette butt was just caught by a referee he knew, who grumbled in a half-joking, half-greeting way.
Liu Xiaoyun shot a cold glance at the referee, and stood up directly from the fishing spot.
"I'm withdrawing, screw this competition, my mindset's blown!"
After saying this, Liu Xiaoyun haphazardly gathered his fishing rods, bobbers, and other equipment, carelessly bundled up a new line used only for one session, tossed it into the trash bin behind him, shouldered his fishing box, and turned to leave.
Referee Old Li had known Liu Xiaoyun for many years, so they had quite a bit of rapport. He had never seen Liu lose his composure like this in public before. What started as a playful greeting ended with Liu cold-faced, withdrawing from the competition, leaving referee Old Li in a bit of an awkward spot.
