Da Xian Special Chapter 13: Little Tiger leaving the Greats' Mountain

A week after that, Ping Hu could catch the fish in the stream with only one hand. He also did it in an expert manner. However, his masters looked nauseous while they were eating because since the boy had started to practice catching fish, all of them were cooked for his masters, and little Ping Hu was still eating only high-quality qi food.

"Uh, Yia Qing Han, the boy has practiced until he is good at it now. When will you tell him to stop catching fish? I'm so fed up with it." Yu Gong, who had a rice bowl that fit snugly into his hand, had his other hand, which was holding chopsticks, pointed at the person who was called the Greatest Fist, blaming him.

"Yu Gong, stop complaining and eat it. Ping Hu caught it so we should eat it because it's what he catches for us who are his masters," said Yia Qing Han.

"However, I cannot eat it every day," said Qing Yiu Ming. He was quite fed up with it as well.