Chapter 825: each has his own harvest

“Old Lei, How’s Your Harvest Here?”One of the people who was fishing by the lake noticed the excited expressions of priory and the others surrounding the deep pit. He felt strange and walked over with a spear in his hand.

Priory turned to look at him. His gaze fell on his basket. There were a few small fish bouncing gently inside. “Bean, your harvest is not bad.”

Bean grinned. Just as he was about to say something, his gaze was suddenly attracted by the scene in the deep pit. He opened his mouth slightly and stood rooted to the ground. After a while, he turned his head to look at Priory in disbelief, “This, this was all done by you guys just now?”

“Could it have been done last night?”Priory laughed.