His Wound

The atmosphere between Bai Lin and Yan Ruo that no one else could get involved in finally attracted the attention of Zhou Guang who had been admiring the scenery.

A cold glint flashed across Zhou Guang's eyes as he pulled Bai Lin to the side with a smile. "Sis, what kind of fish are in the water? They look pretty good. Should we catch a few of them to keep at home?"

Seeing Zhou Guang's interest, Bai Lin explained seriously, "These are barracudas, a variant of the triggerfish we ate before. It's poisonous. This waterbody here is quite special, which is why there are so many kinds of fish here. It's not very suitable for domestic rearing. If you like it, look at them as much as you want here."

Zhou Guang nodded. "Okay. I like this one. Can you tell me more about it?"

The other three also came over, looking at Bai Lin with curiosity.

Bai Lin liked the feeling of being admired. Her fighting spirit rose, and she began to talk non-stop.