"The foxes have started to speak! This must be destiny!"
"Indeed! Destiny cannot be defied!"
"Old Demon Duan's days are numbered!"
Suddenly, the teahouse was abuzz with spirited discussions.
The topic has finally come back on track!
The storyteller looked at his accomplice in the audience, his face brimming with pride.
He was a storyteller from Wangchun City, quite experienced, but his storytelling had always been lukewarm.
Until a few days ago when he dreamed of his colleague, Old Guo.
In his dream, Old Guo, face ashen, asked, "Old Tan, do you want to become a storyteller as formidable as me?"
"Do you want to make a name for yourself in storytelling like I have?"
"Old Demon Duan, Old Demon Duan is now the public enemy of us storytellers, only by capturing Old Demon Duan can you soar to fame!"
"Do you wish for it!"
Old Tan was thrilled in his dream and said, "I do!"
