Nodding to Nick in response, Xia Nan was too lazy to keep dealing with these people.
With a turn of his steps, he was already walking towards Alton.
As a devout believer of the Goddess of Fortune and a suspected Divine Favor of the Lady of Smile, the small man's performance while fishing really fit Xia Nan's stereotypical impression of such fortune-blessed individuals.
Almost devoid of skill, let alone professionalism.
Unconcerned with the weather, indifferent to the fishing spot, he just casually picked a spot by the ship to sit down; the bait was some jerky torn into strips from the kitchen thrown without much force, making the hook sway into the sea.
Not even needing much focus, holding the fishing rod in his hand, his eyes slightly squinting to enjoy the sunshine, looking pleasantly lost in thought.
But it was precisely this absent-minded amateur posture that made his hook seem like a magnet specifically targeting the sea fish.
Cast, bite, fish...
Cast, bite, fish...
