"No, I'm just a storyteller, and I think this ending is pretty good."
"Quick, photographer, let's go."
The first interview segment ended with the reporter and photographer running away, with the storyteller chasing after them.
Then, in the second interview, the lucky passerby who appeared on camera was wrapped up so tightly that he looked almost like a mummy.
"Um, sir?"
"It's nothing. I'm just afraid that I might accidentally say something wrong and then the storyteller will hold a grudge."
"Ah, you don't need to worry about that, we don't have any storytellers here."
"Are you sure? My friend, the passerby behind you has a knife raised..."
"What the heck?!"
The storyteller who appeared this time didn't mean any harm; he just wanted to add some entertainment value to the interview. However, this whole operation left the reporter and the cameraman in a lot of trouble.
"It's interesting to see such a scene so early in the morning. I must say my colleagues have worked hard."
The current chaos is, to put it mildly, an unsurprising outcome.
Back then, the leader of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion and his team planned to launch a large-scale purge of storytellers throughout the martial arts world after defeating Bai Xiaosheng.
The death of the most powerful storyteller, Bai Xiaosheng, can effectively curb the arrogance of storytellers.
However, some people pointed out at the time that if they lost, wouldn't the storyteller cause chaos again?
The Master of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion declared that he was the strongest, invincible, unstoppable, and absolutely certain of victory.
In short, invincible.
It's no wonder that the Master of Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion suffered such an embarrassing defeat after putting himself under so many debuffs before the battle.
After finishing breakfast, Bai Yi's next goal was to visit the newspaper office.
"Come on, buddy, lead the way, we're off right away."
"Understood, Mr. Bai Xiaosheng. However, the distance between us and headquarters is a little bit far."
"It's okay, that's not a problem. You just focus on navigation, and I'll take care of the rest."
The original carriage was successfully reproduced, and the reporter had just sat down when he heard Bai Yi's voice.
"Hurry up, we're about to leave."
"Oh, don't worry, I'm ready... I'll go for it?"
He was about to say that it was just a carriage, what was there to remind him of?
Until the moment the car started moving, the inertia pressed him down in the back seat, almost throwing him out.
The intense feeling of being pushed back in his seat, along with the scenery rushing past on both sides, made him realize something.
Isn't this carriage going a bit too fast? It's definitely speeding!
His intuition told him that at this speed, if there were an accident, the person in front of him, Bai Xiaosheng, should be fine.
But he's different. No matter what he bumps into, even a small pebble causing a jolt, it could turn him from a reporter into a "reporter-saucer"!
"Let me off! This isn't the bus to kindergarten!"
"Stop talking nonsense, the car is already at full speed. Even if you jump off, you'll just turn into character fragments."
Someone's finishing blow left the reporter friend looking completely gray, frozen in place.
When the restaurant disappeared, a few people took pictures of the horse-drawn carriage and shared them on the Spirit Network.
Several heroic spirits who were traveling saw the familiar car.
"Hey guys, look, isn't that the speed demon from a few days ago?"
"It seems so, I will never forget his wheel."
"Holy crap, that guy is the all-knowing scholar? Really?"
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