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"Tonight was just too lively!"
After the fortune teller who walked right into the trap and a group of martial artists who had just been harmed by the storyteller, several more groups of guests arrived at this roadside inn.
The caravan carrying goods, the swordsmen who looked to be in poor spirits and were injured, and several mysterious figures wearing bamboo hats and dressed in black...
That's not the most important thing. The most important thing is that, as the apex of the storyteller's path, he sensed that there was more than one storyteller mixed in among these guests.
"Three, not counting me, there are now three storytellers here."
Moreover, the most interesting group was the one from before, who believed they had seen through the storyteller's scheme and escaped his plot.
But to their utter surprise, there was actually another storyteller mixed in with their group, and he might even have been a teammate of the original storyteller.
If you were to ask this all-knowing scholar for his opinion, it's quite an interesting way to play.
If one of the storytellers is deliberately exposed, the martial artists will flee in fear.
At this point, having already encountered a storyteller, they no longer paid attention to whether there were other storytellers spying on them.
When the storyteller is exposed, it will be the darkest moment for those martial artists.
"Genius! There are indeed more than one talented person among the storytellers on the path of storytelling."
Previously, many people with bold ideas were unable to put them into action simply because they lacked the necessary strength.
"Thanks to me, our storytelling path has become much more diverse."
There were also two storytellers, and the way they infiltrated the group was quite amusing to Han Feiyu.
Unfortunately, these three storytellers were ultimately a bit lacking in skill and failed to realize that the inn was actually a fictional creation of the storytellers.
That said, what's the big deal about so many storytellers gathering together? Would storytellers be attracted to each other?
"Get ready, change the script, I want to do something different."
He wasn't going to just sit idly by and honestly deal with the fortune teller.
With so many people and a small stage all set up, wouldn't it be a waste for the venue sponsor not to go up and have a go?
Storyteller, your leader, the all-knowing scholar, has arrived!
"Hiss... I suddenly have a bad feeling, like there are many eyes watching me from somewhere?"
The fortune teller, who was lying on the bed, suddenly sat up, looked around, and found nothing had happened.
He suddenly shuddered for no apparent reason, but he didn't know why.
"It can't be some kind of bad omen again, can it? Damn it, I have a feeling this thing is definitely broken."
But that's the capability of our path, so how could there be a problem with our path?
No, no, that doesn't feel right. He couldn't understand what had happened to him recently either.
Several groups of people came just now, and he heard the commotion. In this desolate place, having more people actually gives you a sense of security.
Several different groups of people, even if there are bad guys among them, they probably wouldn't dare to make any rash moves, right?
Then, thinking that he was still not out of the clutches of that damned calamity, the fortune teller inevitably became somewhat depressed.
"I've lived my whole life on thin ice. Will I ever make it to the other side?"
"Guests inside, please come down for dinner. The kitchen has prepared chicken soup today."
The waiter's voice rang out at that moment, mentioning dinner, as he was also quite hungry.
Putting aside his previous thoughts, he opened the door and went downstairs with the others.