However, Zuo Xintong had turned off her phone, both her personal and work phones were off.
Liu Zhizhong felt dejected, guessing that she must be asleep?
So, Liu Zhizhong glanced at the fishing rod handle in the water and couldn't be bothered to call her back. Let her sleep, I can bring this fish ashore by myself.
Liu Zhizhong wasn't in a hurry; he first opened the giant net.
The fishing rod handle just rested between two rocks by the water, occasionally moving slightly. This showed that the giant fish had no intention of moving around in the water; it felt safe in this spot and was also very tired.
Looking back, it had been about twenty days already. Even the strongest fish, with a giant hook in its mouth while fighting against the buoyancy of the rod, surely must be exhausted.
Once Liu Zhizhong had everything ready, he approached the water quietly.
At this moment, the whole fishing rod had floated to the water's surface, not moving much.
