Zhang Yang's live demonstration completely stunned Old Xu.
"Brother Zhang Yang, what kind of technique is this? Are you doing magic? How can this water-adjusted loose cannon be so different once it hits the water? This is quite the trick. How do you do it?" Old Xu couldn't hold back his curiosity any longer and asked.
Zhang Yang glanced around and took in everyone's reactions and expressions.
People like Wang Yan and Han Qiang showed no noticeable emotional fluctuation, but the group of young fishing enthusiasts standing around wore expressions of wide-eyed incredulity.
Zhang Yang chuckled: "Haha, it's not magic, just a small baiting technique! Once you know the trick and details, you can do it too! Look, the dispersal speed is all controlled by my five fingers!"
As Zhang Yang explained, he continued to repeat the baiting action he had just demonstrated.
