As Lu Chen walked along, he paused when he reached the large locust tree and glanced at it briefly. Then he walked over to the big rock nearby, smiled, and said to the old fisherman sitting there, “Old Yu, how’s the catch today? Any luck?”
Old Yu’s straw hat was tilted crookedly, but he did not reply.
As if he had already expected this outcome, Lu Chen seemed even more cheerful. He squatted down beside Old Yu and said, “Old Yu, I don’t think sitting here and waiting like this is much of a solution.”
The old fisherman remained silent, only casting Lu Chen a dull, indifferent glance. Lu Chen paid it no mind and continued with a smile, “How about we go fishing somewhere else?”
Old Yu frowned slightly and asked, “Where would we go fishing?”
Lu Chen pointed toward the distance, toward the
