The Cayman River was a fishing hotspot. It was the largest river on the continent, and many large and rare fish lived in it. It was quite common to see fishermen placing bets among themselves as they challenged each other to fishing games.

“Look here. What do you say—the one who catches the largest fish will pay for the drinks today?”

“Haha! I might as well just pay for the drinks right now!”

“Just wait and see. I’m going to catch a big one today!”

Many merchants set up shop along the banks of the Cayman River. Some of them sold snacks on small wooden boats, while others set up proper shops to sell bait and tackle. These kinds of fishermen were the best customers for such merchants.

“My mother operates quite a large shop in this area,” Yan explained as he pointed toward a shop in the distance. The shop was neatly lined with all sorts of fishing gear, and there were also some well-maintained boats lined up behind it.

Yan brought the party into the shop and said in greeting, “I’m back, mother.”

A woman was sitting at the counter, and she looked so young that it was difficult to believe that she was Yan’s mother. She had long eyelashes, and a slender but voluptuous figure. She shook her head and replied, “I don’t recognize any son of mine who stays out all night long.”

“Then I guess you don’t know of a man named Nell as well? That’s a relief. He’s now missing after...