The journey so far had been full of bizarre and thrilling tales,
as if born from the life of a natural storyteller.
Further complemented by the storyteller's rhythmic intonation, punctuated by a dramatic slap of the clapper, the atmosphere on location was instantly enlivened, with virtually all the storytellers in Da Xia talking about Chen Qiu.
Beyond that, many people from various professions were making money off Chen Qiu's fame. For example, the local bully from Fufeng City who Chen Qiu had once killed was now being spoken of by the group of thugs who had confronted Chen Qiu that day. They had dug up the corpse of their companion, whom Chen Qiu had killed, and displayed it outside the city, claiming it to be the first man Chen Qiu had slain on his rise to power.
For ten silver, you could have a go at chopping.
There were no shortage of takers, and ten silver wasn't much – maybe chopping at the same corpse Chen Qiu had would bring them the same good fortune.
