Chapter 950

Perhaps he was unlucky or too unskilled. He gained nothing until late at night.

He shook his head and put his fishing rod aside, and he went back to his room to rest.

Wilbur would fish by the lakeside until it was late at night every evening.

He stared at the float while sitting on the lakeside that evening.

"I don't believe it. Is there no fish that would take the bait?" scolded Wilbur.

Suddenly, Faye walked towards him in a casual outfit. She sat on the field.

"Why are you scolding the fishes?" teased Faye.

He sighed and replied, "It's been a few days, but no fish would take the bait. Faron made fun of me for that."

"Perhaps there are no fish in the lake," she said.

He asked, "How can this be? We see fish in the lake all the time, but why do they disappear when I'm fishing?"

She laughed and quietly accompanied him.

It had been a while since he spent time leisurely, and it felt quite nice to him.

It was rare to spend time in peace and quiet.

"I'm sorry," Wilb