On the side of the wide official road, there was a tea stall.
Lingnan is mostly mountainous, so official roads are not as common as in other places. Some businessmen have set up rest stops on the side for passing trade caravans, escort agencies, and even martial artists to rest.
At this moment, it was noon, the sun blazing, and there were only a few people and horses on the road.
Sparse visitors were seated inside the tea stall, nibbling on peanuts or gulping down liquor. But without exception, everyone listened engrossed to the fascinating stories told by the old storyteller in the center.
"Grandpa, what happened in the end? Did Kirin win?"
A little girl, held in a woman's arms, asked anxiously.
The old storyteller said, "How could it be wrong? Kirin drew his sword across the void, directly sending Tie Yunzi flying over three hundred feet, and those present at Endless Risky Peak almost went mad."
He made exaggerated faces, causing the people in the tea stall to laugh.
