The accommodations were in a prefabricated building by the reservoir equipped with an air conditioning kitchen, and Brother Ma had brought all of his luggage, arranging everything meticulously to settle in completely.
Once the gear was set up by the water and the warm spring breeze blew by, the intoxication from the welcome lunch had mostly dissipated unknowingly.
The two brothers each fiddled with a fishing rod, sitting side by side on spacious European-style fishing chairs. Brother Ma took out a cigarette and handed one to Zhang Yang. They each lit the cigarettes, cupping the flames with their hands, and then Brother Ma leisurely said, "Your club has reached quite a professional level in such a short time. However, I noticed a problem during lunch!"
"Problem? What problem, Brother Ma?" Upon hearing this, Zhang Yang felt a stirring inside as he pondered what Brother Ma might have noticed.
