"According to this, Wang Laizi used human flesh and blood as bait, and gathered not only Ghost Pattern Fish..."
That night, while diving to the fish nest by the willow bank of Mihun Bay, Bai Qi was dazzled by a fierce reddish glow and was drawn towards it.
A dozen Ghost Pattern Fish shouldn't have such an intense color; recalling now, it likely was the Big Demon Fish that took Chen the Lame.
"Should we go over and take a look? Uncle Dao and Ah Di said Steward Lei of the fishery made a bold move, although he didn't slay the Demon Fish, he dealt a heavy blow, leaving it half-dead at least?"
Hesitation flickered in Bai Qi's heart; having just broken through one practice, his body felt like a mere appetizer for the mature Big Demon Fish, unable to withstand a few bites.
"Eh, why is there a fishy smell? So much blood..."
