Zhou Ziqing is definitely one of the old hands in the circle, maintaining seemingly good relationships with most teams and renowned individual anglers.
Qiu Guoyun looked at Yue Feng, then at the silent Leng Xiaojun, and shook his head: "Today's competition is full of masters! It's hard to get into the finals!"
"Come on, it's all about friendship first, competition second! We're all busy, and we hardly meet a few times a year. Just treat this as an opportunity to hone our skills together. Later, I'll host a dinner so we can all get together; staying active in the circle is key! What do you think, Captain Leng!" Zhou Ziqing continued.
"I'm free anytime, just worried someone won't give face!" Leng Xiaojun smiled, but his gaze at Yue Feng held a chill.
Yue Feng nodded: "If we're not on the same page, we can't share the same pot! Let's find another time for a one-on-one meeting!"
