"Brother Runsheng, grab it out."
"Alright!"
Run Sheng stretched out his hand and grabbed Big Fish, which seemed unusually docile.
Li Zhiyuan pressed his hands into the vermilion sealing paste and drew two red streaks down the sides of Big Fish, finally tightening the seal at the fish's head end.
Big Fish immediately began to struggle violently, its eyes turning red, scales turning black, and two rows of sharp, fine teeth growing under its gills.
Li Zhiyuan realized that its appearance now bore a seven or eight out of ten resemblance to the Big Fish he had seen in Alii's "dream," the biggest difference being in its size.
Where was there even a hint of a fish now? It was clearly more like a wild beast in frantic struggle.
Luckily, Run Sheng had great strength and knew the techniques of exerting force, otherwise two or three adults might not have been able to restrain it.
"Xiao Yuan, help me bring over my Yellow River Shovel."
