Cultivating through increasing my stats in America Chapter 281 - 186: How did you know I just caught a fish ove

The two looked into each other’s chests for several seconds before shifting their gaze away, as if by so unspoken agreent.

"Such exquisite muscles, I want to touch."

This was the first thought that flashed through Elizabeth-Jones’s mind.

Li Ang’s thoughts were very simple, "So big, so white."

In a sense, this was a mutual attraction.

Who says that only n are attracted to won’s good figures? In truth, won feel the sa way, it’s just that most people, due to their own circumstances, have never experienced those thirsting gazes from won.

Elizabeth dove back into the water, like an elegant rmaid. Just by watching her swim, one could tell she was definitely very adept at this sport.

Even as she swam further away, Li Ang’s eyes lingered on her for quite a while, not really caring whether she looked good or not, mainly intent on learning her swimming technique.

Li Ang t this woman again at lunchti, at the dining table.

"This is my sister, Elizabeth-Jones, she just got back last night. And this is Li Ang, Javell’s combat coach."

Fuleiia took the initiative to introduce them both. Today, Elizabeth was dressed in a pure black Chinese-style cheongsam with her hair dyed black. Aside from her Western facial features, her whole deanor quite resembled that of a refined Chinese young lady.

Li Ang had reason to suspect that Javell’s interest in Chinese Kung Fu might have been influenced by his cousin.

The two greeted each other with restraint, lightly touching fingertips as if eting for the first ti.

However, apart from Li Ang, no one else noticed that after they let go, Fuleiia’s sister’s hand seed a beat slower to withdraw, and he had to pull his hand away from hers.

Upon learning that the group planned to travel to a small island, Elizabeth decisively chose to join them.

"But sister, didn’t you say the company was really busy and you could only co back for two days? Our trip to White Island will take at least five days."

Fuleiia asked with so surprise.

It was precisely because she knew her sister was busy lately that she didn’t ask her in the first place.

Elizabeth then nonchalantly waved her hand saying:

"Sotis when I think about it, the company has so many issues, there’s never an end to the work. It’s rare to catch a ti when you guys are going out to have fun, and it’s a good ti for to relax too."

"It’s great you feel that way, sister. We always asked you out in the past, and you said you had no ti. It’s good you’ve finally seen the light."

Fuleiia and Javell were both quite happy; after all, the more people there are, the rrier it is when going out to have fun.

On the day of departure, their group — including Gwen and the bodyguards, the guide, and the butler — numbered about a dozen people at the seaside port.

The White Island they were heading to was not a public tourist attraction but one of the several dozen islands their family had privately purchased. Apart from a renovated beach and a few constructed cabins, the island was devoid of many man-made traces, offering a genuine natural experience.

Their mode of travel was a luxury yacht worth tens of millions of US dollars, with the journey taking about two days at sea and four or five days on the island.

Li Ang was experiencing the luxury yacht for the first ti; such things were really the exclusive domain of the wealthy.

The facilities on the yacht were comparable to those of a five-star hotel, having nearly everything one could wish for.

Besides the dozen or so people heading to the island, there was also a service team of nearly twenty on the yacht.

Before setting off, they naturally took the weather into account, with the forecast predicting clear skies or cloudiness, making it perfect for travel.

Li Ang lay on a lounger on the deck wearing sunglasses, comfortably relaxing while also practicing several internal martial arts subconsciously.

With his [Spirit] surpassing human limits, multitasking was nothing to him.

The others went on to the deck to start fishing.

Gwen’s bodyguard was no ordinary individual, but when it ca to fishing skills, he couldn’t compare to Chris, who ca from the Navy SEALs.

Hearing the cheers of a catch from their side, Li Ang couldn’t help but be attracted to go over.

Fishing on a yacht wasn’t easy, but once sothing was caught, it was usually quite a catch.

In just a short ti, they pulled up several fish, including bass, mullet, grouper, and eel — fish that would go for hundreds of US dollars in a seafood market.

"Woof!"

Suddenly, the rod in the hands of Gwen’s bodyguard jerked violently, causing the fishing line to make a loud noise in the wind.

"We’ve got a big one."

While speaking, he looked extrely excited, gripping the fishing rod even tighter, hoping that this catch might earn him so extra bonus from the miss if she happened to be pleased.

But soon, he noticed sothing off—the fish seed too big, and despite his physical strength, he found it difficult to control the rod as his body swayed from side to side.

Chris, with his extensive sea fishing experience, imdiately judged that this fish was too much for one person to handle.

He promptly set down his own rod to help hold on to this one.