“Once a fisherman, always a fisherman. He’s resorting to such childish tricks. I think we should stop him. Otherwise, he would be the laughing stock of the other Altars…”
The crowd continued to mock Darryl.
Like Harvey, they thought that Darryl was just fooling around.
Diana, who stood at the side, nodded discreetly. She did not expect that her newly recruited disciple knew quite a few skills.
Darryl pretended as if he did not hear their mockery. He stared at the ocean and continued to make those fish noises.
“Hey!”
Finally, Harvey could not take it anymore. He said coldly, “Step aside quickly; don’t be an embarrassment to Celestial Wood Altar.”
He stretched his arm out to pull Darryl back.
The Ryukin Gold Altar had been waiting for the Celestial Wood Altar to make a joke of themselves, yet Darryl still fooled around. It was despicable.
Splash! Splash! Splash!
However, before Harvey could touch Darryl, the surface of the sea suddenly broke into multiple splashes. The other disciples immediately exclaimed.
“Look at all the Gourami Dragonfishes swimming over!”
“There are so many of them. Are they going to jump onto the deck?”
“Hold on! Did Junior Brother Darren attract all those fishes?”
When Harvey heard that, he quickly turned to take a look, and he shuddered upon the sight. He was stunned.
A school of Gourami Dragonfish had swum toward them; there were more than a thousand of them. All of the fishes swam toward the Celestial Wood Altar.
Glug, glug, glug!
Darryl continued with the mimic technique; his tone got even more urgent.
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