What do you mean by mastering the ability to record things in one go? Compared to your level, what were my efforts back then?
Honestly, it's a good thing he's old now, no longer the spirited young man who used to travel around searching for stories.
Otherwise, with Han Feiyu's current aptitude, it would probably have shattered his Dao Heart directly.
"Don't get excited, old man, it's entirely possible."
"Hiss...whoosh...hiss...whoosh..."
Taking a deep breath and feeling dizzy is normal.
Old Han repeatedly comforted himself, saying that the younger generation surpasses the older, and it was a good thing that Han Feiyu was capable.
When your child is successful, you, as an elder, feel proud, don't you?
However, there is one more thing he wants to remind you of.
"Kid, don't tell anyone about your speed, or they might beat you up."
"Don't worry, old man, I'm extremely timid and afraid of trouble. Low-key and humble are my defining characteristics."
No problem, he hasn't told the old man yet that he has mastered the abilities of fabrication and acquisition.
Otherwise, I'm afraid that Old Han's originally healthy bones would develop heart disease and high blood pressure.
Looking at Han Feiyu's expression, Old Man Han couldn't figure it out and could only sigh in the end.
As for the gossip we were just watching? It's almost over now.
Because of the commotion, a large crowd gathered to watch, seriously disrupting traffic.
The three people were taken away by the officials who arrived. According to one of them, they planned to lock the three people in adjacent cells, with the husband in the middle.
Yes, that's how it is. I didn't expect these officials to be such entertainers. It's just a pity that we probably won't see the rest of the story.
Amidst the sighs and regrets of the crowd, they dispersed, and Old Man Han took the opportunity to write down the story he had just heard.
"Grandpa, this story..."
"Although it doesn't have much power, it's at least interesting enough for storytellers to earn some travel expenses on the road."
"Is it similar to the story of Old Wang that you bought before?"
"Cough cough cough... Of course, it's different. Kids shouldn't watch those kinds of works. You're still young."
The old man's eyes became unfocused whenever Han Feiyu brought up the matter.
Putting aside everything else, the stories of those other heroes and great figures are placed at the front because there are wealthy people who are giving them tips.
This book, however, ranked first purely on its own merits.
"It has a high artistic value..."
How tall?
"It's four or five stories high."
Chatting and laughing, the old man and the young man walked toward a nearby hotel. It was getting late, so they decided to stay there for the night.
On the way back, Han Feiyu was still regretting that there was a friend he had always wanted to meet, but he still hadn't been able to.
Meanwhile, the fortune teller had been at home for most of the day and felt like he was about to cry.
Another hour has passed. Let me see if I can go out for a walk now...
Damn it, why is it still so ominous? This divination is even more dangerous than before!
Is this right? This can't be right!
How long is this bizarre situation going to last? I can't stay here forever, can I?
On this day, three heartbroken people appeared in the city, though their reasons for being heartbroken were different.
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