Chapter 389: Mr. Wang, At This Rate, You Won’t Land That Fish Even by Dawn!

Wang Yun was furious. ‘This guy didn’t know how to appreciate being given face.’

Xiong Sheng’s face turned bright red—not from exertion this time, but from anger.

“Mr. Wang—”

“Save it. Since you clearly don’t have what it takes to reel in the fish, just watch how I handle it. Consider this a free lesson from me today.” Wang Yun directly cut him off, his tone filled with impatience.

He didn’t have time to argue. This little fellow in the sea was going wild.

It was so wild, he was starting to lose control.

“You say one more word and I swear I’ll post your comments online!”

Off to the side, Brother Hu walked straight up to Xiong Sheng.

Even though they weren’t filming anymore, the habit of treating Wang Yun as the leader had already taken root.

So, he instinctively slipped right back into his old role after seeing this guy come over and stir up trouble.

After speaking, Brother Hu lifted his phone and waved it.

Xiong Sheng’s face changed instantly. Anyone with even a shred of fame these days feared that kind of thing.

“You—”

‘Can’t take the heat?’

Xiong Sheng wanted to curse, but when he looked at Brother Hu’s muscular frame and Xiao Gang’s grim expression, the words got stuck in his throat.

Right now, the boat only had the four of them, and there were no cameras.

If these three really lost their patience and beat him up, he’d have no recourse.

Especially since Wang Yun was set to receive several hundred million in reward money at tomorrow’s celebration banquet. Even if they left him half-crippled, they could afford the compensation.

There was no use suffering losses now.

Thinking this through, Xiong Sheng swallowed his words.

“Boss, need a hand?” Brother Hu asked, seeing that Xiong Sheng had gone quiet. He quickly went over to Wang Yun’s side.

Wang Yun shook his head, his expression serious and strained.

“No. Just watch from the side.”

He immediately got to work.

“From the moment it took the bait until now, it’s been five minutes. Judging by the stamina of a Nian Swallow Fish, its fight can last over thirty minutes. But in this current state of panic and fear, it’s burning through its strength fast. It’s likely cutting that time in half. In other words, if you ever hook a big fish like this in the future, just hold out for fifteen minutes. That’s usually enough.”

As Wang Yun spoke through gritted teeth, he moved back and forth.

The fishing rod was of high quality—even though it was bent to its limit, it showed no signs of breaking.

Then, Wang Yun continued, “Fifteen minutes might sound short, but it’s not easy to endure. Now, I’ll show you a technique. It’s called dragging.”

He glanced at the two of them.

Both Xiao Gang and Brother Hu were listening intently.

Wang Yun began shifting his body. This was the first time in five minutes that he had moved his position.

“Standing still just now was to let it burn through its brute strength. Now that it’s mostly spent, it’s time for a battle of endurance.”

Wang Yun explained in detail, drawing the full attention of both Brother Hu and Xiao Gang toward the fish.

“Boss, should we start the boat?” Xiao Gang asked.

Hearing that, Wang Yun turned and gave him an approving look.

“Mr. Xiong, start the boat!” Xiao Gang shouted.

Xiong Sheng flinched in surprise. Though clearly reluctant, seeing Brother Hu’s phone waving in the air left him no choice but to comply.

He grumbled silently and went to the controls.

A few seconds later, the boat started moving.

“This is the most crucial part, dragging the fish,” Wang Yun shouted.

The two of them immediately stood beside Wang Yun even though they didn’t fully understand the seriousness of it.

After all, it was just a meal—if Wang Yun was teaching, they wanted to learn.

To them, Wang Yun was without question their top-tier instructor.

Inside the cockpit, Xiong Sheng also heard Wang Yun’s voice. Curious, he stepped outside to watch and switched the boat to autopilot.

As the boat moved slowly forward, the fishing line stretched tight.

The sea has resistance. Wang Yun had to exert even more strength to pull.

He also had to control his force—relying on brute strength alone would snap the line, no matter how durable it was.

Splash!

The Nian Swallow Fish in the water began thrashing violently again.

It tried to resist, but it couldn’t match the power of the boat.

Still, the resistance underwater was intense—so much so that Wang Yun was losing control of his facial expressions.

His face twisted, jaw clenched so tight the muscles bulged. Veins popped along his arms, and his legs began to tremble under the strain.

If it weren’t for the fishing master skill the system granted him, he wouldn’t be able to hold on to this fish on his own.

“Boss, let me help!” Brother Hu noticed Wang Yun’s struggle and offered to assist.

Wang Yun couldn’t even speak at this point. He just shook his head with difficulty.

If someone joined in now and messed up the force, it could ruin everything. He could only do it his way.

“Mr. Wang, at this rate, you won’t land that fish even by dawn.”