Aaron felt a jolt in his heart.
Recently, he had caught quite a few Red Blood Carps using the 'Beach Tempo' technique.
His expression remained unchanged, as he looked at the crowd and said, "Mr. Yan?"
"Master Yu!"
Mr. Yan smiled heartily and bowed in greeting.
He had an honest face, short and stocky, with excitement flushing his cheeks.
"Caught a Red Blood Carp? Congratulations!" Aaron raised his wine glass with a playful grin.
"Thanks, thanks... Your wine is on me this time." Mr. Yan pounded his chest with pride.
"Haha, Mr. Yan has made a fortune..."
"Although I sold it to the Twelve-Link Fort, I still got a full thirty taels of silver!"
"Now that land prices are low, I can buy a lot of land in the countryside..."
The drinkers sighed in unison.
Old Yan's luck had really turned.
For a while, the tavern was filled with merriment, and only a few gang members were staring intently at Mr. Yan, lost in thought.
...
Night fell.
The moon hung high in the sky.