"Ah Brother, Instructor Qian said at noon that the steward Lei from the fishery scared away the demon fish."
Bai Qi returned to the house by Erxian Bridge, where his younger brother Bai Ming was eating.
He had steamed half a pot of old rice for himself and cooked three salted fish, eating with great relish.
"Scared away? Couldn't capture and kill it? It seems that once the demon fish enters the water, even the three martial masters find it hard to deal with."
Bai Qi picked up the water pot, pouring a bowl, and gulped down several mouthfuls.
"Ah Di, I spoke with the shop at the door. The young helper knows you, so if you want to eat anything, just flip the sign, or inform the porter or laborer, and they'll bring it over."
"Fresh fish and rice can't nurture strong Qi Blood, we still need more nutrients."
Bai Ming puffed up his cheeks, shaking his head:
