At 5:30 in the morning the next day.
Lin Yang got up on time, and only after he'd dressed did the sluggish alarm on his phone start to ring.
Recently getting up early had become a routine, training his biological clock.
After a quick wash, Lin Yang loaded all his gear into the car and headed over to his uncle's place with a press of the accelerator.
Ten or so minutes later, Yang Xincheng had already packed up his things and was waiting for him.
The two wasted no time and set off right away, soon turning onto River Road. Since there were few people around at this time, the drive was smooth sailing, hardly meeting anybody on the road.
In about twenty-five minutes, the two arrived at the entrance of the Dongyang Fishing Ground.
Without even getting out of the car, Lin Yang eagerly observed the situation at the fishing ground and furrowed his brows slightly.