Five minutes later, the fish biting on the hook reluctantly made its way to the side of the boat, dragged by Lin Yang. It occasionally writhed, engaged in a final struggle.
However, it no longer had enough energy to perform the frantic gill-washing it did at the start.
This was precisely the outcome Lin Yang wanted. With larger fish like this, it was best to avoid contact when they were full of energy. A struggle could result in injuries from being hit or thrown.
Especially when removing the hook, ensuring the big fish was unable to easily thrash was crucial, else it would be very dangerous.
"Ah, this... I'll go get the gaff."
Yue'er had been waiting with the landing net for a while, but upon seeing the size of the fish, she felt disheartened.
The fish was too big; the landing net in her hands was insufficient for lifting it aboard, necessitating a different tool.
"I'll do it myself."
