"You, that's all you've got!" Zhang Yang curled his lips, speechless at this guy.
"Hehe! You take your time, I'll go check the public chat in the live stream, call me if you need anything!"
Han Qiang returned to his seat, and Zhang Yang continued to maneuver the fish.
Feeling the force of the big fish's charge slow down, Zhang Yang tentatively started reeling in the lost line.
The resistance was great, but he could slowly pull it back a bit. The retrieved line wasn't put back into the box but was consciously stepped on with Zhang Yang's right foot, fearing that if the fish suddenly exerted force again, the dry line in the box and the wet line would tangle and not run smoothly.
After reeling in a short section, the second round of force arrived. Zhang Yang used the same trick, letting out the lost line, allowing the big fish to flee.
The second exertion was much weaker than the first. By the time the speed slowed again, the lost line had completely emptied.
