Ling Tianyu looked at the man, who was a white-haired man, not elderly in appearance, holding a bamboo fishing rod in a shallow stream.
To be precise, the stream was crystal clear, barely knee-deep, perhaps only half a leg deep.
The Zhong Emperor stood by, unsure of what to do, and looked towards their lord, Ling Tianyu.
Ling Tianyu brought the Zhong Emperor with him to approach.
"The hook is straight." The Zhong Emperor noticed the hook was straight, making it impossible to catch fish, as there weren't even any bait on it. How could it possibly catch fish?
Ling Tianyu also noticed, observing the white-haired man was wearing a straw hat, dressed like a farmer. There was no sign of a strong aura at all.
But Ling Tianyu knew this person was probably not simple, as the Eight Seedling Nine Sticks Ginseng was in the ground beneath his feet.
The white-haired man kept his eyes closed, waiting for the fish to bite.
