"Fish-drawing Team?" Chen Qiye opened his eyes slightly and looked at the group of big men surrounding him in front of him.

When the leading black man and his seven or eight accomplices saw Chen Qiye's black pupils clearly, they were shocked.

"It turned out to be a dragon clan?"

"How come there are dragon people on our beach? I haven't heard of dragon people living nearby."

"It should be the dragon prince of the Qing Kingdom family. Come here to have fun."

When a group of shirtless strong men saw clearly that Chen Qiye was a dragon clan, they made a fuss, but because there were many dragon clan members living in Qingdu, they were not too surprised.

After all, Qing Kingdom is also a superpower, so it is normal to live in the era of Dragons.

"Misunderstanding, Dragon Clan Young Master, we don't know that you are meditating here, we thought you are also from the fish-drawing team!" The black man quickly explained.

Although they don’t need to deliberately please a dragon clan, it doesn’t mean they can slander people. Otherwise, if this matter is in the Dragon Clan Mansion in Qingdu, they will not be able to take it.

"What do you mean is that you use hemp ropes, giant iron hooks, bamboo rafts, and other tools to fish?" Chen Qiye's expression became strange, but when he thought of the giant aquatic animals in Changcang River, he felt relieved in an instant.

The Changcang River is rich in a giant fish, Cangyu. This fish is comparable to the black turtles in the Black Shui River. However, unlike the black fish, the surface of the Cangyu has no scales, the whole body is extremely smooth, and there are four fins under the belly. Both are ferocious carnivorous fish.

This was the first time Chen Qiye saw an ordinary person in the Wild Wolf Mountain Continent fishing tool. He felt a little shocked in his heart. He used an iron hook that was larger than an iron pig's nose as a fish hook, a hemp rope thicker than a fist as a rope, and a whole live sheep as bait.

"Can this little bamboo raft be a fish float?" Chen Qiye said curiously with only two shirtless men.

"That's right, I'm asking me to say that the Dragon Clan is the orthodox of our Xuanyuan world. The Dragon Clan's princes have never seen fish pulling, so he knows the magical use of this bamboo raft."

"That's not. Every holy war is the end of the Dragon tribe."

"Oh, if I were reincarnated as a member of the Dragon Clan, who would do this lifeless job?" A group of big men said with a compliment to Chen Qiye.

While they mocked themselves, Chen Qiye could see that they each had their own sorrows, just as who would not want to be reincarnated as a son of a wealthy family member?

But in the Xuanyuan world, the race level is strictly divided. The Dragon Clan is the top food chain of the Xuanyuan world. Including Dai Guo, Cai Guo, and Qing Guo, although their main race is a pseudo-extra race or a foreign race, their monarchs are all dragon clans.

"Young Master, I see you being so arrogant and handsome, I will definitely not be ordinary. It is fate that we can meet on this river beach. If these brothers pull a big fish later, can you please help us?" The black-faced man laughed.

He saw Chen Qiye as a young man from the Dragon Clan and was meditating and practicing on the river beach. Although he was just an ordinary strong laborer and did not understand the world of war soldiers, he had never eaten a pig's head and hadn't seen a pig run.

The black-faced man was expected to be a high-level warrior. If he got a big Cangyu today, he would have a warrior behind him, and at least he would have more guarantees.

"Is it dangerous to pull out the Cang fish?" Chen Qiye asked more.

This time, there is no need to use the black-faced man to popularize science. The group of brothers behind him started to say a word.

"Young Master of the Dragon Clan, this fish is as dangerous as going to the Wild Wolf Mountains to fight wild beasts. No one knows what monster is hidden under this bottomless Cang River."

"A pound of fish has a force of ten pounds. In order to make a living, we fish pullers have to tie our heads to this characteristic hemp rope. Either the fish die or we die."

"Oh, if it weren't for making a living, who would have done such a chore!"

A group of shirtless men complained about the hardship and dangers of pulling fish. Chen Qiye had to wait until dark, so he just wanted to see how big the fish in the Canghe River grew. If he really encountered danger, according to his nature, he would not be able to refuse to save him.

After obtaining Chen Qiye's approval, a group of big men who pulled fish happily followed a child, and then began to tie the sheep up quickly and put bamboo rafts until they tied them three times with dozens of hemp ropes, and then the whole world became completely quiet.
Chapter completed!