"Damn, is it that mysterious? What did you guys add?"
After listening to Han Mocheng, Zhang Yang's mind was racing. There must be something off; there's definitely a problem here.
"We didn't add anything strange, just the basic bait we usually use, some enhancer bait, additives, herbal wine, stuff like that. Both the state and flavor of the bait are fine!" Han Mocheng shook his head in utter confusion.
"In such a situation, why didn't you call me?" Zhang Yang nodded slightly and continued to ask.
"Weren't you guys out at a competition too? Calling wouldn't have helped. I hesitated, afraid Fang Yu's bad luck might pass on to you, so I didn't call." Han Mocheng whispered.
"On the day of the competition, what did you use? Bring it all out now, let me have a look! The situation you mentioned does sound quite eerie!"
