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As for the original world, it's fine not to go back.
Taking a deep breath, Feng Mian picked up the orange fishing rod within reach, no longer harboring any greed for other grades of rods in her heart.
Han Li treated her with sincerity, and she would not be ungrateful. She would surely return the favor abundantly.
Seeing this, Han Li nodded secretly, having achieved his goal, he said, "Start now, my Meng'er. You will definitely fish up a good treasure."
Han Li didn't know that part of the reason why Feng Mian was so moved was that she thought Han Li was her only dao companion, otherwise, he would have a headache.
"Mhm~"
Feng Mian squeezed her little pink fist with her left hand, shook the orange fishing rod with her right hand, and saw the rod automatically cast the line towards the sea in the northeast direction.
In the end, the fishhook, along with the bait, landed three hundred miles away in the sea and plunged down.