Chapter 069: Becoming a Deserter

After fifteen minutes of persistence, Lin Yang's food box was completely filled with dry scattered bait.

By that time, Zhang Qiang had already caught six fish and was about halfway through the process of landing them.

"Haven't you made your nest yet, Master Lin? I've already got six!"

Ignoring the somewhat provocative tone of the other, Lin Yang habitually tossed two pieces of scattered bait into the nest point once more.

No sooner had the float turned over than he had a chance to lift the rod to disperse the bait, when suddenly there was a super clear bite.

A single bite, powerful and definitive!

Lin Yang was stunned by the bite. Such a big movement, it couldn't be because he had used too much scattered bait, causing the fish to become frenzied, and then a line-hitting action to occur, could it?

He hesitated for half a second, didn't lift the rod in time, and "plop," there was another bite. After two bites, the float was pulled under completely.