"Don't be so curious! The registration desk is over there, and the rules are posted. We still have to get ready, so go take a look for yourself!"
This old man was clearly not as good-natured as the last one. Not wanting to press their luck, the two thanked him and headed over to the registration desk.
Registration had been open for a few days. The veteran anglers were already well-prepared; only a bunch of people looking to join the fun would show up at the last minute to ask about it.
But after seeing the steep registration fee of four hundred yuan per person, very few actually signed up.
When Ni Bingyan learned that it was four hundred yuan per person for a team of two, and that the organizers provided not just the equipment but also the bait, she immediately pulled out her phone to transfer the money.
Then, remembering she hadn't asked Duanmu Li's opinion, she looked at her sheepishly.
