Half an hour later, in the meeting room of Tianyuan Youth Training's second team, Leng Xiaojun deliberately kept a stern face without saying a word. The team members had all gathered, but seeing Captain Leng's unfriendly expression and his silence, nobody dared to be the bearer of bad luck.
The atmosphere in the meeting room was oppressive, and the young trainees didn't dare breathe too heavily, fearing they might accidentally become the punchbag.
Leng Xiaojun: "Now, I have something to inform everyone! Tomorrow morning, Han Luofeng from Hua Club, along with Zhao Zheng and Wang Xiaomin from Yuefeng Fishing Tackle, will come to visit our club and will also have a fishing skill sparring session!"
"What? Wang Xiaomin is coming?"
"That damned bastard still dares to come to our club? He really has a death wish!"
Among the young anglers, Xiao Gang and Xiao Kai couldn't hold back and almost exploded simultaneously.
