บท 832: Master of Prediction?

"That's good too." Ling Chuxi nodded. The disciples had indeed been working really hard lately, so taking a break wasn't such a bad idea. Plus, she had been craving roasted fish for a while now.

After the Lord Sect Master spoke, the disciples cheered and quickly went back to their tasks.

Ling Chuxi and the rest all sat by the lake and began to concentrate on fishing. Lan Xinyu was the most restless, and after just a few minutes, she threw the fishing rod aside and wailed, "Why aren't the fish taking the bait? Baili, your face must have scared the fish away. I'll change places."

After a while of sitting beside Ling Yichen, Lan Xinyu whined, "Yichen, your expression must be scaring the fish, I can't catch them this side either."

Baili Han and Ling Yichen silently exchanged glances, then moved their fishing rods far away from Lan Xinyu.