บท 1813: Regrouping  

The banks of the Forgetting River.

A middle-aged man, a green-robed young girl, and a white-robed young girl were standing side by side.

All three of them were staring down the Forgetting River with an extremely serious expression.

"You need to time it just right, otherwise------" the white-robed girl said.

"Don't worry" the green-robed girl replied.

The middle-aged man suddenly exclaimed: "Now!"

The green-robed girl was startled and reflexively pulled with both hands.

The fishing rod was pulled high into the air, dragging a fish with it out of the water.

Splash!

As the fish fell on the ground, it started flopping continuously.

All three people happily smiled.

"Whoa! Such a big one! Rhode, since you said to leave frying the fish to you, I'll make rice!"

"Alright, leave it to me" Gu Qing Shan said.