C504 Myriad Pianists 48

Ji Rao really wanted to throw the fishing rod at Wu Zhaoyun's face.

Wu Zhaoyun squatted down and rolled up his sleeves. Then, he reached into the bucket with both hands and threw a bucket into Ji Rao's bucket with both hands.

The fishes raised in this kind of place were all fat and strong. When they were picked up, their tails would swing back and forth just like a pony's tail