Nian Shutong had already pulled up something from the sea, shaped somewhat like an S-curve, laying it horizontally.
The whole object was starting to turn green due to corrosion by the seawater, and the corrosion on top was quite severe, but that same, rich poison started to captivate Shutong.
Once might be a coincidence, twice could still be considered a coincidence, but she wondered if there would be a third time.
"It's not a fish, how did it come up!" Fu Yunhe didn't recognize the object and was preparing to move forward to touch it and retrieve his stuck fishhook.
With a crisp "snap," Nian Shutong slapped Fu Yunhe's hand.
"Have you lost your mind!"
"This thing is all poison, touch it and, if you don't die, you will be injured."
No sooner had Nian Shutong finished speaking than Fu Yunhe's brain froze for a moment, anxiously shouting at Nian Shutong, "Put it down quick! Put it down!"
