The story is over.
Lu Jingzhi drained her cup of tea, blinked her eyes at Xin Zili and asked, "Why do you look so upset? Didn't I tell the story well?"
How could that be possible!
Lu Jingzhi believed she had told the story extremely well.
Using the Imperial Capital as the blueprint, and all the novels she had read as material, she integrated and applied them all.
Started with one narrative hook, and made up the rest as she went on.
Xin Zili was extremely perplexed. He truthfully replied, "Of course not, Miss Lu's storytelling was exceptional. I've been listening to stories for many years, and this is the first time I've heard such a unique one. It's... unconventional."
"Then why do you look like this," Lu Jingzhi clapped her hands, spoke with a peculiar tone and looked somewhat enlightened, "You don't happen to like cliche stories, do you!"
"Not exactly." Xin Zili organized his words, "It's just that every twist was beyond my expectation."
