Dragon Raja: Oh no! Lu Mingfei has been diagnosed with depression!

Is it really safe to eat a fish pulled out of your crotch?

Fingel's face was grave as he stared suspiciously at Old Tang's crotch, hesitating whether to use the same hands he had used to apply sunscreen to the dark-skinned beauty to pick up the fish.

He thought for a long time, sighed, and thought to himself, "If you want to curry favor with someone, you have to be prepared to do so. If I don't go to hell, who will?"

With a self-sacrificing expression, he laboriously reached out his hand towards the fish that had been indoctrinated but were still lively and jumping around.

"Dude, that expression of yours makes me feel like I'm the source of some kind of virus!"

Old Tang muttered, "It's just a fish pulled out of your pants, isn't it? You've obviously never suffered any hardship!"

"Is that what you mean by not being able to endure hardship? You've been in the sea for hours, who knows if you've been bitten by any fish carrying viruses!"

Fingel declared righteously, "I'm just taking precautions. These are all important people here; I can't let you infect them with the virus!"

"Is it confirmed that I am carrying the virus?"

Old Tang was taken aback, his face showing some pain. "Please don't say things so seriously that could be easily misunderstood. I've been single for decades and have maintained my purity to this day. Be careful, or I'll report you for discrimination!"

Caesar listened to the banter between the two clowns with a dark expression. He thought that if they wanted to eat fish, he could go fishing again. After learning where the fish came from, he lost his appetite and didn't want to put them in his steamer.

But after thinking about how he had fished for so long without catching anything, he decided to shut up. After all, they still had the fish that Chu Zihang had caught to eat.

A noble young man is not afraid of failure, but he must know when to cut his losses.

Chu Zihang and Yuan Zhisheng exchanged a glance, silently watching these three scheming individuals. They suddenly realized that sometimes not being able to fit into their world was a good thing.

"The fish I caught was pretty big; Lu Mingfei and I couldn't finish it, so we can share some with you."

Chu Zihang thought for a moment and said to Yuan Zhisheng, "However, if you have a rather unusual taste and like to eat small fish, I can understand."

"Have you always been like this?"

Yuan Zhisheng's smile, which hadn't fully blossomed yet, instantly darkened. He was actually prepared to say thank you, after all, he wasn't very good at fishing. If he were asked to set up a rod and cast bait, the result would probably be no different from Caesar's. Of course, he was grateful that Chu Zihang was willing to share a good fish with him.

The premise is that Chu Zihang didn't say the last sentence. Yuan Zhisheng didn't know what exactly made him have this misconception, that he actually thought his taste was special.

As expected, you can't have any expectations of these people. You can't reason with a bunch of lunatics. When dealing with such people, you have to ignore their amazing brain circuits, because you can easily get infected.

Fingel and Old Tang were still complaining to each other. He dragged out the action of bending down to pick up a fish for several minutes. With each slight bend in his back, the pain on his face became clearer, as if his sorrow was burdened by some enormous pressure that was constantly pressing on his spine.

Yuan Zhisheng couldn't stand it any longer and turned his head, only to meet Lu Mingfei's gaze. The dazzling golden eyes suddenly exploded in front of him, and the surging dragon's might seeped into his mind through the pupils, making him want to lean back.

Everyone was drawn to the commotion and turned around to see Genjiro retreating as if he had seen something incredible. They were stunned for a moment, not understanding what had happened.

"What happened? What happened?"

Fingel was startled by the sudden change, thinking that they had encountered some powerful enemy to make the young master lose his composure like this. Damn it! Lu Mingfei's golden eyes even lit up!

Chu Zihang and Caesar exchanged a glance, and Chu Zihang tossed him a knife. The two of them drew their knives at the same time, looked around, but found nothing.

Lu Mingfei's eye twitched. After so many bizarre and wonderful things, Caesar and Chu Zihang's vigilance had reached an unprecedented level. The slightest movement could make them feel like they were facing a major enemy. But obviously, they were using their vigilance in the wrong place.

He didn't expect Genjiro to suddenly turn around and look at him. Just a few minutes ago, the young master of the underworld had been pulled into the dream world of the Baku by him, facing the biggest nightmare in his heart. Although he had escaped, his mind had also been traumatized. He had been holding on just to avoid showing weakness in front of the specialists at headquarters.

Just as Lu Mingfei was about to explain the accident, he saw Old Tang take advantage of Fingel's distraction and grab a small fish, trying to stuff it into his hand.

The previously listless little fish suddenly began to struggle violently the moment it approached Fingal, opening its mouth wide, revealing a mouth full of fine, sharp, transparent teeth.

The Word of Judgment was released silently, and the command of death, carried by the sea breeze, precisely wrapped around the small fish's body. In just a few seconds, blood lines split along the gaps in the scales.

A sharp scraping sound rang in everyone's ears, forcing them to cover their ears.

Fingel felt something warm suddenly being stuffed into his palm. Looking down, he found a lump of indescribable black, viscous liquid in his hand, while Old Tang was looking at him in confusion.

"Damn it! So what if you're carrying a virus? Did you really have to kill the fish and shove it in my hand? Don't you find that disgusting?"

Fingel quickly realized what it was, and on the verge of tears, he hurriedly lifted his clothes to wipe his face. He hadn't had time to react when he covered his ears, and now his face was contorted with rage, like a special effects actor who had just escaped from the set of a horror movie.

"I don't know..."

Old Tang scratched his head blankly, unsure how to explain it. Could he just say the fish suddenly exploded on its own? Even Fingel himself found it bizarre, let alone whether he believed it!

"If you don't want to get bitten, stay away from those fish."

Lu Mingfei walked over, picked up a small fish and examined it. "Ghost-toothed dragon viper, I didn't expect there to be such a small subspecies living in this sea area."

This creature is more like a sea snake than a fish; it is small in size, and its thin, silvery-blue scales constantly secrete a corrosive mucus.

He gently pinched the body of the Ghost-toothed Dragon Viper, wanting to observe its mouthparts, but it only glanced at Lu Mingfei before its body instantly stiffened. A few seconds later, it went limp as if its spine had been removed, and it completely lost its life.

Lu Mingfei was a little confused. He didn't seem to have used much force just now, did he? If the Ghost-toothed Viper was really that fragile, all these fish should have died when Old Tang sat down on them. But they still maintained amazing vitality and could still unleash tremendous power even after being out of the water for so long.

He tried several more times, but each time he forced the Ghosttooth Viper to open its mouth, these small subspecies of dragons would suddenly die.