Deep in the late autumn on the Changchun River, emerald waves, crimson leaves, and blue skies reflected off one another in a picturesque display.
Fang Yi was steering a small fishing boat across the river, catching fish. He found himself deeply captivated by the breathtaking autumn scenery of the river, so he stopped the boat to take it in.
After countless attempts, Fang Yi was now able to pilot a fishing boat across the water entirely on his own. He and the cormorants belonging to his Aunt's family had long since warmed up to one another. These master fishers had gradually become his good friends, obeying his every command.
Chapter 78