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It took him a moment to recover. He glared and said, ”I really want to throw you overboard to feed the fishes. You and that silver tongue of yours.”

Chen Yansen just smiled without a word, then swept his Divine Sense across the ocean.

A large black porgy, weighing over three pounds, happened to be swimming nearby.

To the fish’s utter confusion, its body suddenly went rigid. Its mouth opened slightly, and it swam right onto the hook.

Seeing the tug on the line, Song Yuncheng immediately reeled it in.

”Whoa! President Song, your skills are getting better and better! That black porgy must be at least four pounds.”

Zhang Chaoyang set down his glass and came over for a closer look.

”We can have steamed fish for dinner tonight,” Chen Yansen added.

After speaking, he glanced at his watch. ”It’s getting late. We should head back to port.”

”We haven’t finished the drinks,” Zhang Chaoyang said, clearly not having had his fill of fun yet.

He had many friends, but very few like Chen Yansen.

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”We can save it for tonight,” Chen Yansen said.

”Alright, one more hour. Let me have a few casts,” Zhang Chaoyang said with a grin.

Chen Yansen nodded slightly, not objecting.

For the next while, with nothing better to do, he decided to practice his Spiritual Power by taking turns hooking fish for Old Zhang and Song Yuncheng.

”Quick! This sea bass is putting up a huge fight!”

”Holy shit! Another bite!”

Zhang Chaoyang started to feel like something was off. The bites just kept coming. Before long, the livewell was stuffed with porgy, sea bass, and mackerel.

Song Yuncheng lasted for thirty minutes before quickly putting down her rod. She rubbed her sore, aching arms, not daring to fish any longer.

Zhang Chaoyang, on the other hand, was ecstatic, not looking at all like a man approaching fifty.

It wasn’t until the clouds painted the sky and the sun sank below the horizon that he finally collapsed onto the deck, panting for breath.

Chen Yansen had wanted to return to Yanjing earlier, but Song Yuncheng whispered, ”I want to watch the sunset.” As a result, Zhang Chaoyang was forced to stay for another hour and a half.

The group returned to the marina, rested for a bit, and then took a private jet back to Yanjing.

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