Zhang Yang listened to Qian Wenjun's provocation and calmly gave a slight smile.
"You can compete with fish, sure, but it's not quite convenient right now. We just arrived at Sun Bay today for a test run, and we haven't figured out the fish situation or bait flavors yet! Competing under these circumstances isn't fair to me, right?"
"Then what do you want?"
Upon hearing Zhang Yang relent, Qian Wenjun was inwardly filled with eager anticipation.
At this moment, his thoughts were simple. As long as Zhang Yang dared to set conditions, he would accept. As a local, he had this confidence.
Zhang Yang pretended to think for a few seconds, frowned, and said, "My brothers have other tasks and can't all stay here to compete with fish. How about each of us send one person to a duel? Let's not take advantage of each other and use common bait!"
"Common bait?"
Hearing this request, Qian Wenjun was slightly stunned and hesitated inwardly.
