Irina’s appetite for fish was aroused. Her mouth watered when she thought about spicy fish hotpot.

Irina had a newfound understanding of Damien’s ability to resist the cold after he bathed in the ice-covered river. She swallowed her saliva and said, “If you’re not afraid of the cold, then go ahead.”

“I won’t need to enter the water,” Damien said mysteriously.

Irina looked at Damien curiously. “Then how are you going to catch it?” She hadn’t heard of anyone angling for fish in this world. Not only that, how was he going to do that when there weren’t any fishing hooks or fishing lines?

“Just watch,” Damien said confidently. He...