At this time, the Adventurer also walked out of the house, and upon seeing the woman in the black dress "Zhi," he stopped in his tracks, unsure whether to continue walking over.
"It's not a problem," Zhi glanced at him. "We are not discussing any secrets."
"Alright," the Adventurer quickly strode to Yu Liang's side and began to eavesdrop.
He knew that the Writer possessed an Original Strange Talk, and now that he had the chance to listen to an Original Strange Talk narrating to the Writer, he would definitely listen if he was allowed to, regardless of the content of the narrative.
Who could refuse?
"It's like in the river of time, a God casually threw a few darts," Zhi opened her hands, and the shadows in her hands extended into a long black line on the ground in front of the two men, with several black darts flying out from her hands and landing in the middle of that black line, "These darts represent the Original Strange Stories."
