"Uncle Gu, stop."
Mo Hua immediately shouted.
Gu Changhuai stopped the boat, turned his head in confusion, and saw Mo Hua leaning over the side of the boat, sticking his head into the water, looking at something unknown.
At the same time, Mo Hua lowered his voice and quietly called out:
"Little Silver Fish~"
The Mistwater River was a jade-like expanse, its depths invisible.
After a while, a glint of silver flashed across the surface, and a small, thin fish, almost imperceptible, swam up.
"Benefactor, I'm here..."
It wagged its tail joyfully.
It really was the Little Silver Fish!
Mo Hua's expression lit up with delight, then he asked in confusion: "Weren't you in the small fishing village? How did you end up here?"
The Little Silver Fish said something, but its voice was so faint that it was hard to make out.
Mo Hua leaned his head closer to the water's surface and only then heard the Little Silver Fish's soft voice saying:
