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Chapter 171 - 171 171 Stranger Hostility

171: Chapter 171 Stranger Hostility 171: Chapter 171 Stranger Hostility “Yo, Zhao, riding solo today, huh?

Where’s your squad of warriors?” Liu Fengnian greeted him with a hearty laugh.

There was a bitterness in his heart, but he quickly regained a smile on his face and politely said, “Brother Liu, you’re up early!

They all coincidentally had things to do and couldn’t make it today, so I’m soloing.

Monkey will be over later to help me net the fish!”

“Mr.

Badass Li is probably afraid of bumping into his dad, so it’s understandable he’s not showing up, but why is Teacher Zhou also absent, did he go to a fitting?” Qiangzi said with a hint of sarcasm.

To an outsider, the comment might seem like casual banter, but to Zhao, it stung.

The mention of Li Cungen’s dad referred to the debt acknowledgment to Yue Feng after losing a gambling bet, and Zhou Tao going to a fitting alluded to the last time he sulked after losing a fish challenge.

“Heh,” Zhao gave a hollow laugh, not responding directly.

Liu Fengnian glanced at Qiangzi, “What nonsense are you spouting?

Think before you talk!

Don’t take it to heart, Zhao.

This guy Qiangzi, he’s just young and his mouth runs before his brain!”

“No worries!

You guys go ahead and play, I’m off to prepare my bait and tune my floats!” Zhao Dezong said, heading straight to the quieter area at the far end of the Tuning Pool.

Watching Zhao Dezong leave, Qiangzi murmured, “Not so arrogant now, is he?

Wasn’t it him who used to strut around like he owned the place?

In my opinion, Brother Liu, you should just let me go.

Let’s give him a taste of his own medicine with some tasteless talk!”

With a chuckle, Liu Fengnian looked at Qiangzi and said, “You really can’t stand to lose, can you?

How old are you, acting like a kid and fussing over such nonsense!”

…

Time flew by, and it was quickly 6:30 AM.

Boss He’s classic verification and drawing of lots began once again.

This time for the draw, Yue Feng had no confidence, as the Active Skill on his badge was in cooldown and he couldn’t rely on it, so it was all up to himself.

Those reporting for two slots drew lots first, and soon it was Yue Feng’s turn.

“Here comes the last slot’s winner, the owner of Yuefeng Fishing Tackle, the big Seafood Live web celebrity!

Brother Yue Feng is here—let’s see how lucky you are this time!” Boss He Wenlong introduced him with a great deal of formality as Yue Feng stepped forward to draw his lot.

Yue Feng, with a full-faced smile, said, “I’m new here, so please look after me, everyone!”

After greeting everyone, he reached into the box and pulled out a ping-pong ball.

South Shore, Slot 17!

Compared to the premium position he had last time, Slot 17 was a bit of a letdown.

However, it was fairly close to the central Slot 15, so it was a passable position.

Then it was the others’ turn to draw lots.

Liu Fengnian got Slot 36, Qiangzi Slot 5, Wang Dong Slot 55, and Wei Liang Slot 21—none of the five got particularly good fishing spots.

They were all rather average, with none drawing a prime spot even once so far.

Soon all sixty fishing slots were drawn, and Boss He Wenlong opened the fishing ground’s entrance gate for everyone to enter formally.

There was a benefit to drawing South Shore Slot 17—it was close to the entrance, just a short walk to his fishing spot.

But upon arrival, Yue Feng frowned slightly to see Zhao Dezong already setting up in Slot 18 next to him, busily arranging his fishing rod.

Seeing this, Yue Feng thought to himself about the enemy’s road being narrow, as after dealing with Li Cungen and Zhou Tao last time, he ended up next to Zhao Dezong by sheer bad luck.

“Hello, what a coincidence!” Yue Feng was on guard internally, but he maintained a composed expression and greeted Zhao as he set down his fishing box.

Zhao Dezong glanced over and was slightly taken aback to find himself next to Yue Feng; indeed, it was quite a coincidence.

“Yue, we’re right next to each other in this competition, what a coincidence!

Go easy on me later, will you?” Zhao Dezong said with a smiling face.

“You’re the one who should go easy!

I’m live streaming this, just don’t lose too miserably, okay?” Yue Feng flattered.

On the surface, the two seemed amiable, but after exchanging greetings, they started to get competitive.

Although Zhao Dezong had already prepared his bait, after seeing that number 17 next to him was Yue Feng, he fetched a basin and began preparing another batch.

Yue Feng sneaked a few glances and saw the guy take out several bottles without labels from his fishing box.

The freshly prepared bait was extremely fragrant; you could smell it from meters away piercing through the air.

Seeing this, Yue Feng became wary.

While preparing his bait, he solely relied on the inherent scent of the bait without adding any additional fishing potions.

The “Loose Powder” mix consisted of Jinlong Carp, which already contained plenty of compound aromatic bases – he wondered if that would suffice in the actual competition!

At that moment, a middle-aged man around thirty-five, wearing black-rimmed glasses, came over to stand at peg 16 next to Yue Feng.

The man had a fair complexion, not resembling the sunburnt appearance of a Fisherman, but his outfit was a giveaway that he was an experienced fisher: a white Fei brand cap, beige sunscreen clothing, and a 26-liter square sports fishing box.

While Yue Feng was observing him, their eyes met, and the man gave him a fake smile, his narrow eyes squinting slightly.

Yue Feng was seeing this person for the first time, but he got the chilling sensation of being watched by a snake.

The feeling was somewhat ethereal yet undeniably present.

Yue Feng had experienced similar sensations before but never as strong as this time – it was the effect of the “Hostility Detection” badge.

Why would there be hostility when meeting for the first time?

Yue Feng couldn’t figure it out and decided to stay alert.

“Oh, Zhao is here too!” The man with glasses greeted Zhao Dezong after setting down his equipment.

“Professor Bai, long time no see!

What brings you here today?” Zhao Dezong obviously knew the man and started chatting across Yue Feng.

“Heard there was a ‘big blast,’ and just so happened I’m free this weekend with no classes, so I came to have fun!

I’ve been busy lately and haven’t come often; there are many new faces around the pond!”

From his words, this Professor Bai was indeed a teacher!

In W city, calling someone a teacher or master is a general term of respect.

Yue Feng didn’t expect that the person beside him was an actual professor.

“Haha, the young guy between us has some serious fishing skill, watch out and don’t let him capsize your boat!” Zhao Dezong joked half-seriously.

The man named Bai nodded towards Yue Feng again, “Hehe, the young man looks quite young!

How may I address you?”

“Hello, I’m Yue Feng!”

“Haha, so you’re Yue Feng, the one who got Zhou Tao to pack up his rod, right?

Awesome!”

“It was just good luck, a fluke!

I’ll be live streaming in a bit, so if I disturb anyone, please bear with me!”

“It’s all good, we’re all playing in the same pond!” Professor Bai responded with a smile, seemingly harmless.

It was just a brief conversation, but Yue Feng felt that Professor Bai’s hostility towards him had suddenly intensified.

How to describe this feeling?

It was like a needle was placed at the back of his neck, ready to prick at any moment.

This Professor Bai didn’t seem as simple as he appeared!