"Holy crap, how can such a thick fishing line get worn like this? Lucky for us, Brother Feng checked it in advance!"
"Damn, this line is almost as thick as a ballpoint pen refill. You could use it to tie up a cow back home, let alone fishing. A bit of fraying and wear should be okay, right?"
"I don't care if the fishing line is fine or not, just seeing that shiny big hook scares me. Brother Feng, you've got to be extra careful and keep it safe!"
Yue Feng carefully sensed the speed at which the bait fish and the weight were sinking. Once the line stopped releasing, he slowly started to reel in, tightening the mainline.
"Fishing for giant groupers like we're doing today, in this kind of special environment, requires some pretty exaggerated gear. Right now, we're using 300-pound nylon for the mainline and a 240-pound carbon line for the leader!"
