Chapter 1

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Late at night.

The riverbank of Jiang City was especially lively.

On both sides of the river, the light of a flashlight could be seen every few meters.

Who else could it be other than the fishing buddies from night fishing who had gathered there so late at night?

Among the many fishermen, there was a handsome young man who looked to be in his twenties.

Occupying a spot with good geomancy, he had all kinds of fishing gear.

Compared to his equipment, the other fishermen’s equipment paled in comparison. The difference was as big as day and night.

The young man had prepared more than 10 fishing rods of various sizes, but most of them were hand rods for fishing while sitting.

At the same time, there were all kinds of fishing floats, hooks, fishing lines, and bait.

The young man even had things often used in geomancy, including a geomantic compass, a Peach Wood Sword, and incense paper beside him.

He could be considered a professional among fishing pros.

The young man sat on a small stool, holding a fishing rod and looking at the river.

There was a phone stand beside him, and the phone was broadcasting.

Presently, the young man was fluently explaining the fishing tips to those in the live broadcast room.

“It’s good to fish after a strong wind passes. Don’t miss the opportunity when it comes. The wind causes the fish to start moving, so leave your rod be, and it’ll arch before long. If there’s no wind, find a spot where there’s constant water flow.”

Looking at the young man’s professional appearance, those who didn’t know better would mistake him for the reincarnation of an ancient fishing legend.

Just then, an old man who had just arrived at the fishing area with gear came over. “Hey, isn’t this the Skunked King Ye Chen? Did you get skunked again today?”

Facing the mockery, Ye Chen remained calm and said nonchalantly, “Mr. Liao, I’m not getting skunked tonight!”

In an instant, the comments section in the live broadcast room exploded.

“Hahaha, I’m dying of laughter. Looking at Mr. Ye’s serious expression. It’s really funny!”

“Mr. Ye, I bet that you’ll get skunked tonight like always!”

“I didn’t expect Mr. Ye to be famous for returning empty-handed locally!”

…

In fishing terms, “skunked” meant that a fisherman returned without a single catch, and Ye Chen was a streamer well-known as the Skunked King among the fishing pros.

Freshly registering his live stream account a month ago, Ye Chen had not once caught a fish on camera.

However, he did catch quite a few ridiculous things including stinky toe caps, dog cages, and garbage bags.

He had even caught a few water snakes in the water, but he had never caught any fish!

However, Ye Chen did not believe that it would continue that way. He was a stubborn loser.

Except for going home to catch up on sleep when he hit his limit, Ye Chen would be fishing.

Not long after, he gained infamy in Jiang City.

In the live stream world, he was even jokingly known as the Skunked King. That was why nobody refuted the old man’s bold words to Ye Chen.

Just as the old man was about to return to his fishing spot and settle down, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed something amiss about the old fishing bait box next to Ye Chen.

Although the fish bait box was made of mahogany, it gave off a creepy feeling.

The real killer was the 3 letters written on the mahogany box.

“What the h*ll!” After a miserable scream, the old man almost fell into the river. Fortunately, the old man had lived long enough to not be as surprised by unusual happenings.

After wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, the old man asked in a trembling voice, “Mr. Ye, you… What’s with that fishing bait box? Why does it look so strange?”

Ye Chen laughed bitterly and turned to the old man. “Mr. Liao, this is not a fishing bait box. It’s an urn.”

“What? An urn?”

Mr. Liao clutched his chest, his face pale.

Taking a closer look at the old mahogany box beside Ye Chen, Mr. Liao realized that the 3 letters written were “R. I. P”. Weakheartedly, Mr. Liao uttered in a trembling voice, “Mr. Ye, if not for my restlessness, I really wouldn’t dare to come night fishing.”

Night fishing was indeed a test of one’s courage. After all, anything could happen at night.

“I have heart disease. Can you stop?”

Looking at Mr. Liao close to tearing up, the viewers in the live broadcast room burst into laughter.

Although Ye Chen could not catch any fish, he attracted so many fans because of his quirkiness and daringness.

Except for fish, he could catch literally anything in the waters.

That afternoon, Ye Chen realized that his fishing bait box was leaking. And just as he was at a loss, the fishing float moved.

Ye Chen grew excited at the weight of the fishing rod, thinking that he finally had a catch. However, when he pulled the fishing rod up, he was dumbfounded.

He had actually caught an urn.

If it were any other fisherman, they would probably feel unlucky and run away with their buckets.

However, Ye Chen was braver than any other.

Not only was he not afraid, but he also transferred his fishing bait into the box.

At that time, there were viewers in the live broadcast room who warned him that using the urn would bring bad luck, but Ye Chen did not believe them and expressed that he would not be skunked for the day.

Even when the sky grew dark, Ye Chen paid no notice.

While scared to the point of almost peeing his pants, Mr. Liao was still particularly addicted to fishing. The desire to fish eventually overcame his fear.

“That… Mr. Ye, can you change to another fishing bait box? That thing is unlucky.”

Ye Chen clicked his tongue and glanced at Mr. Liao.

If it wasn’t for the fact that he saw Mr. Liao’s granddaughter who looked like a fairy when he was fishing a few days ago, Ye Chen could not be bothered to pay attention to the talkative old man.

At that thought, Ye Chen raised an eyebrow. “Mr. Liao, it’s already so late. Are you sure about fishing by yourself? If you’re afraid, why don’t you ask your granddaughter to come along?”

Mr. Liao scoffed in annoyance and glanced at Ye Chen. “Stop thinking about my precious granddaughter, you brat.”

Then, realizing that Ye Chen had diverted the topic, Mr. Liao pointed at the urn at Ye Chen’s feet and said, “Mr. Ye, it’s bad luck for you to use an urn as a fishing bait box so late at night!”

“Bad luck?” Ye Chen was stunned for a moment before bursting into laughter.

He kicked the urn beside his feet. “This thing is used to store the ashes of the dead. If it’s unlucky, would anyone still put the ashes in here? I don’t think it’s bad luck. It’s more like it’s auspicious!”

With such an auspicious thing at his feet, he couldn’t be worried about returning home empty-handed.