NovelOnline"Fishing?"
Wilbur turned to see a handsmiddle-aged man sitting by the lake, fishing. Wilbur had never seen this man before. After
scrutinizing him for a moment, Wilbur asked, puzzled, "Were you speaking tojust now?"
The man shrugged with a hint of helplessness and glanced around, replying, "It seems it's just the two of us here. So, are you here
to fish too?"
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"Fishing? No."
Wilbur instinctively shook his head. Although he sensed danger in the presence of the middle-aged man, the familiar surroundings
dulled his sense of battle readiness.
"I'm not here to fish. You must be mistaken."
"If you're not fishing, then what are you doing here?"
The man's tone was casual, almost curious.
"l... Isn't this the magical tower?" Wilbur responded, regaining his senses. "And who are you? Why are you here?"
The middle-aged man smiled faintly, handed Wilbur a fishing rod, and said, "I'm about to cook a pot of fresh fish soup. If you help
"But..."
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"No buts. Otherwise, you can wait here alone in solitude."
Wilbur was taken aback. The man firmly placed the fishing rod in his hands, patted his shoulder, and then continued fishing with a
friendly smile. Wilbur observed the man closely, noting that he seemed to have no aura of a cultivator and his demeanor was
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