Wei Qianqing’s choice was risky. Just one wrong move might implicate her clan as well but she had made up her mind.

“Let’s get started then.” Li Qiye smiled, gently raising his pole and reeling. The string was quite long so the loud reeling noise lasted a while.

Once finished, he grabbed the bronze ring from the end of the string. It looked colorful and moist, brimming with life after it was empowered.

Qianqing didn’t expect this at all, thinking that it would be a hook. Why was this guy using a ring as the bait? What was he trying to do if not fishing?

Meanwhile, Xu...