When Jiang Chen returned to the ship's cabin, he noticed several extremely cold gazes falling upon him. Following their source, he saw they belonged to Bing Qianchi, Yang Qiong, and Long Chan, as well as Long Jingtian, who stood behind Long Chan.
The looks they gave him were utterly cold and murderous.
They seemed to wish they could swallow him whole.
Jiang Chen snorted coldly, meeting their gazes without a hint of servility or arrogance.
"Hahaha…"
A hearty laugh rang out. It was Gai Jinlong, a brilliant smile on his face. "Jiang Chen, well done! I knew you wouldn't disappoint me! You broke a century-old fishing record at the Celestial Lake. Some people were just swearing up and down that you'd be utterly crushed. What a resounding slap to the face!"
Hearing Gai Jinlong's words, the expressions of Yang Qiong, Long Chan, and Bing Qianchi grew so dark they looked like they could drip water.
