"Then it could be... that," Qu Jianlei murmured in a low voice, looking thoughtful.

"Which one?" Qian He became interested when he heard this. He is a typical person who loves to play and loves to play. Although he is not strong enough, he still likes to think about it.

Qu Jianlei looked at him again, adding a little more mental interference, "Is there any information about the empire's prospects?"

"Prospect guess? It seems not," Qian He shook his head, his eyes a little confused, "This statement seems a bit... familiar?"

The next moment, he slapped his thigh suddenly, "I remembered that there is a master in Shenwen Society who seems to be able to predict the future of the empire."

Qu Jianlei asked calmly, "What is this master's name?"

"His name is..." Qian He suddenly woke up and turned around, "How can I say this?"

The next moment, he glanced at Qu Jianlei warily, "What did you do to me just now?"

"It's just a chat, what can we do?" Qu Jianlei replied calmly, "If you can't trust me, then don't chat."

"Really?" Qian He narrowed his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

The two of them sat fishing by the pond until almost noon the next day.

There is indeed something to be said for his achievements. Qian He's record even surpassed that of Qu Jianlei. He is worthy of being someone who carries fishing gear with him.

Whenever a fish takes the bait, the joy on his face is not fake, but he is really that happy.

So, this is a true fishing enthusiast!
Chapter completed!