C1080 I'm Thinking too Much

"What's the point of me winning you?" Nozawa Izawa said angrily.

"Who said you would win?" Yang Soong caught the salmon alone.

Clang!

The bucket was violently slapped, causing a crystal clear splash.

What a good tail!

Under the sunlight, silver light flickered about. Its body was long and powerful.

Yang Soong had already pressed it on the chopping board