"If there's an obsession in your heart, why not just jump into the pool, catch it, and have a hearty meal? That wouldn't be so bad either."
"As a Sword Cultivator, isn't the point to do as my heart desires?"
"But Elder, you..."
"What about me?"
"You wait for the fish to bite of its own accord; isn't that an obsession as well?" Wang Mu said. "If you hadn't actively pulled up the rod, someone else would have fished them out long ago."
As he spoke, Wang Mu took out a rod and gently cast it. After just a moment, a fish gently nibbled. Wang Mu tugged at it briefly, and in another moment, he easily fished it out.
"Last time I fished here, I already pointed out this fish's weakness to you, Elder," Wang Mu said. "Why do you still fish by waiting for it to bite of its own accord?"
Heroine Yan fell silent. In the art of sophistry, she was no match for Wang Mu, much like in the game.
