"Awoo!"
A piece of meat was hooked on a fishing rod, and Qin Yuesheng was swinging the rod, causing the meat to sway back and forth in the air.
Ah Hu stared at the meat, jumping and darting repeatedly. Whenever it was about to bite the meat, Qin Yuesheng cunningly raised the rod, watching Ah Hu fail to get the meat, he couldn't help but show a satisfied smile.
The joy of the young master was often so simple and boring.
"Awoo!"
After failing to get the meat for a long time, Ah Hu was extremely frustrated, laying flat on the ground like a withered eggplant, pondering as it looked at the meat bound to the fishing rod, while its tail unconsciously wagged, as if waiting for the next opportunity to strike.
"Young master, there are a few Daoists here to visit; they say they are specifically here for you." Cao Zhengchun came running and said.
"Daoists?" Qin Yuesheng immediately thought of Daoist Qingfeng and his group.
