"Which scoundrel stole my longline fishing rod?"

Feng Ye cursed angrily, glancing around before realizing that there was no one else around except Feng Xuan.

He quickly rowed the boat to Feng Xuan's side and asked, "Brother, were there any other people nearby besides us just now?"

"No, it's just the two of us." Feng Xuan was setting up the net when he heard this. He looked up and asked in confusion, "What happened?"

Feng Ye said dejectedly, "The longline fishing is gone."

"That's impossible, I just saw it."

"You saw it? Where?"

“Yes, I saw it when I came to find you.” Feng Xuan pointed in a direction. “It was over there.”

Upon hearing this, Feng Ye frowned and asked, "How did they end up over there?"

Feng Xuan asked in surprise, "Didn't you put it there?"

"I put it not far from the trap, I didn't put it over there."

Feng Ye shook his head.

"Isn't it yours?" Feng Xuan scratched his head. "But that doesn't make sense. Your net is the furthest out, so whose could it be if not yours?"

"You'll know once you go and see for yourself."

Feng Ye was also confused.

"I'll go with you."

Feng Xuan led the way, with Feng Ye following behind, rowing slowly across the sea.

After rowing for a while, Feng Xuan stopped the boat, dumbfounded: "I remember this is the place, how come it's gone again?"

"Brother, are you sure you're not mistaken?"

Feng Ye couldn't help but have this suspicion.

There aren't any big storms or waves, so how could a longline fish run away on its own?

Wait, run? ...

Feng Ye was jolted awake, and his face immediately lit up with ecstasy.

Could it be that a big fish was hooked and the longline was dragged away?

If the older brother hasn't misremembered the location, then this is the only explanation.

Feng Ye immediately said urgently, "Brother, quickly help me find it, it might be a big catch."

"A big fish? You mean you caught a big fish with a longline, but ended up dragging the longline away instead?"

Upon hearing this, Feng Xuan understood.

Yes, very likely.

The two parted ways, each choosing a direction, and rowed their small boats to search.

Before they had gone far, Feng Ye heard his older brother's voice: "Ah Ye, I see two white dots, they might be buoys."

Feng Ye quickly swiped over and looked in the direction Feng Xuan was pointing.

Sure enough, I saw two white dots floating on the sea, but they were too far apart to see clearly.

But one thing is certain: those two white dots are the floats at both ends of the longline fishing line.

"How big must this fish be to be able to be pulled this far by a longline?"

Feng Ye's eyes burned with fervor, and he hurriedly rowed his small boat to catch up.

"It must be quite heavy, at least several tens of kilograms, otherwise it wouldn't be able to pull the longline fishing rod."

As Feng Xuan spoke, he followed.

Even if it's not yours, it's still good to join in the fun and take a look.

Feng Ye agreed with his older brother's words.

Longline fishing involves attaching small anchors to both ends to secure the line in one place, preventing it from being blown away by wind and waves or dragged away after a fish is hooked.

A fish that can drag away a small anchor and be caught using a longline fishing line cannot be too small.

Soon, Feng Ye caught up with it; it was indeed his longline fishing float.

The five longline fishing baskets, connected together, are a full kilometer long, but the distance between the two floats is less than one hundred meters.

Feng Ye used a hook to pull up one of the buoys, then pulled the small anchor onto the boat, and then began to pull along the main line.

"If anything seems wrong, let go immediately. Don't pull hard," Feng Xuan warned solemnly.

"I know."

At first, there was not much resistance, and it was easy to pull. Nine out of ten hooks on the leader were empty, but the bait on the empty hooks was still good. Only a few hooks had a catch.

Feng Ye didn't mind, and picked them off one by one, throwing them into the cabin.

The first basket of line was easily retrieved. Feng Ye untied the knot connecting the two baskets and began retrieving the second basket.

Unexpectedly, after pulling for more than ten meters, he felt a sudden heaviness in his hand. Just as he was about to pull hard, the longline fish sent a huge force through him, causing him to sway a few times and almost pulling him into the water.

Feng Ye quickly leaned back to steady himself and braced his feet against the boat.

Suddenly, the small wooden boat started moving and sped towards the deep sea.

Seeing this, Feng Xuan shouted anxiously, "A-Ye, let go!"

With that, he quickly rowed the oars and chased after them.

Feng Ye did not let go, but held on tightly to the main line, letting the big fish in the sea drag him and the boat away.

After being dragged along for a few minutes, perhaps the fish got tired, and the boat slowly came to a stop.

Feng Ye continued reeling in the line, easily reeling in dozens of meters before feeling the weight again.

At this moment, Feng Xuan also arrived, somewhat reproachfully saying, "I told you to let go just now, why didn't you listen? Do you know how dangerous this is?"

Feng Ye chuckled and said, "If I were being pulled into the water, I would definitely let go, but I wasn't pulled in, so what's there to be afraid of on a boat?"

Feng Xuan said irritably, "What will you do if the boat capsizes?"

“I’m at the bow, so I’m not so easily capsized,” Feng Ye said with a smile. “Besides, aren’t you here, brother?”

Feng Xuan pursed his lips, stopped arguing with him, brought his boat closer, stowed the oars, and jumped directly onto Feng Ye's boat.

Walking over to Feng Ye, he reached out and grabbed the main line: "This fish looks pretty big, it's pulling the boat really fast. Damn, here we go again..."

Before he could finish speaking, the large fish underwater exerted its strength again, pulling the boat along once more.

This time, Feng Xuan stumbled, but fortunately, Feng Ye was prepared and grabbed him, saving him from falling into the water.

Feng Ye laughed and said, "Brother, was it fun? Was it exciting?"

"Temper you my foot, it's dangerous, okay?"

Feng Xuan's face was a little pale, and he glanced at Feng Ye sideways.

"Don't worry, the big fish will stop when it gets tired."

"No, it's my boat."

When Feng Ye looked back, he saw that Feng Xuan's small wooden boat was already far behind, rising and falling alone with the waves.

"Let's pull the big fish up first and then come back to look for it. We can't just jump into the sea and swim back, can we?"

"That's all we can do."

What could Feng Xuan do but watch helplessly as his boat drifted further and further away until it disappeared from sight.

This time the boat traveled a significantly shorter distance than last time, and soon came to a stop.

The two quickly worked together to reel in the line, but after reeling in more than twenty meters, perhaps the hook had pricked the big fish, and it started pulling the boat away again.

So they came several times in a row, running all over the place, even putting away the second basket of longline fishing, but still didn't see a big fish.

The second line did catch a few more fish, but they weren't very big, only about a pound or two.

After the third basket of line had been reeled in for more than twenty meters, Feng Ye couldn't help but frown.

Because he saw another main thread, which had become entangled with the main thread in his hand. Not to mention the sub-threads, which were a complete mess and would take a lot of effort to untangle.