The three storytellers wanted to teach a lesson to a boastful fellow from the previous dinner table by switching identities.
As it turned out, it was just too much of a coincidence that the storyteller chose to replace another storyteller.
Apart from Han Feiyu, the three storytellers in the inn have now come together by chance.
"Hahaha, this is fun, it's so much fun! This is it, this is it, this is exactly what I wanted to see!"
Our storytellers are truly full of talent; three outstanding individuals have appeared in one go!
I'm starting to look forward to what happens next! You guys have to keep playing!
Because the inn was a replica of his fictional original, Han Feiyu could clearly sense what was happening inside.
When the two storytellers met, he couldn't suppress the smile on his face.
When the storyteller tricked the other storyteller into coming out, he had already started laughing.
As the three storytellers stared at each other, he almost spat out the tea he had just drunk.
He thoroughly enjoyed watching the play, but the three storytellers were a different storyteller.
If it weren't for the circumstances, they would feel so embarrassed they could dig out a three-bedroom apartment with their toes.
"Let's hurry up and replace the last guy who's not one of us, then give that guy a surprise."
"Let's go, let's go. How dare they look down on us storytellers? That's really too much."
To other martial arts figures, Bai Xiaosheng's alteration of the storyteller's path was an heinous crime.
However, it's different for them, the storytellers.
In the past, storytellers were the kind of people who, although they had auxiliary abilities, were not valued by many. They had to risk their lives to go to the most dangerous places, and if they were not careful, they would be sent away by the aftershocks.
Even so, they were not guaranteed to obtain the original manuscript and could only remain in a weak position.
It was that man, Bai Xiaosheng, who changed their situation and made storytellers great once again.
Therefore, when they hear someone daring to look down on storytellers or all-knowing scholars, they must teach them that they should be mindful of the occasion when speaking.
"Huff...huff...huff..."
The person, unaware of what was happening, was still fast asleep when suddenly the door to the room opened.
"Creak..."
"You're back? It's so late, can't you be a little more mindful of the noise? The door is really noisy..."
Because he wasn't sleeping deeply, he rubbed his eyes groggily and turned his head to see his three teammates holding an oil lamp.
"Hey guys, what are you doing? Posing at the door? Close the door."
"Old Wang, we guys can't sleep. Why don't you get up and we can chat?"
As he spoke, the storyteller kept shaking his body, making it impossible for him to fall asleep even if he wanted to.
Old Wang: ?
What the heck? What do you mean you guys couldn't sleep, so you woke me up to chat?
Good grief, you're playing "Huai Min Yi Qi" here, huh?
How can you be so selfish? Can't people get any sleep?
"Dude, it's not that we're saying anything, but I've discovered a problem: there might be a storyteller in our group."
Old Wang: !
Upon hearing this, he suddenly felt wide awake, sat up, and looked exceptionally energetic.
Previously, being disturbed by teammates was not a big deal, but the presence of a storyteller has become a major problem.
"A storyteller? Where is there a storyteller? How did you figure that out?"
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