Wang Zhen rubbed his nose, "Damn, turns out I'm the clown! You two untrustworthy guys, I'm going all out against you today!"
Yue Feng grinned for a while, "Alright, stop bickering. The bet is set, so get prepared! The club's been around for a while, and we haven't had a local showcase yet. Tonight's night fishing will be our Black Pit debut! Come on, let's divide the bait. Get a self-sealing bag and prepare your bait according to my method and ratio! Get ready, and we'll set off soon!"
With new bait to use and the chance to have fun with the Black Pit on the club's dime, these guys were really excited. Once they heard Yue Feng's reminder, they quickly got busy.
After dividing the bait, Zhao Zheng slipped into the activity room for tea, and Yue Feng followed suit.
"Aren't you going to the practice pole pond to study the bait condition or something?" Yue Feng asked casually.
