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Yang Ruotai also felt the air around him suddenly cool down. He quickly scanned his surroundings and saw countless hostile gazes, like flying knives, flying towards him.

Yang Ruotai felt as if he had drunk a bowl of bitter water and had nowhere to vent it. He leaned close to Ye Changyan and whispered.

"This Mr. Hao is the most famous storyteller in Yuzhou."

Yang Ruotai had a bitter face, and when he saw that Ye Changyan seemed to be unaware of anything, his brows frowned even deeper.

Ye Changyan stood up from the stool in front of the table and took two steps towards the beauty not far away from him. He saw the storyteller on the stage downstairs, who was spitting all over the place, was now staring at his direction.

The other party had a calm expression on his face, but his first move was a killing move.

"May I ask which gentleman can tell an interesting story? I am not talented, but I sincerely ask for your advice. Please be a witness. If it is really interesting, I will respect you as a disciple."

Mr. Hao is worthy of being a famous storyteller in Yuzhou Prefecture. This powerful sentence was so penetrating that it immediately spread throughout the Yunfeng Tower, and all the people who came to watch the fun rushed out at once.

Seeing that people from all directions were looking in their direction, Master Tang and the other three all looked at Ye Changyan with sneers on their faces.

Although Yang Ruotai and Ye Changyan were only meeting for the first time, Zhong Yunfeng asked him to treat Ye Changyan well. He did not expect such a thing to happen. For a moment, he was at a loss, like an ant on a hot pan, running around in a panic.

Ye Changyan was not too stage-frightened. Instead, he took two steps forward, stopped in front of the beauty, and glanced at the tables on the second floor. Then he turned his gaze to the first floor and scanned everywhere he looked. Finally, his gaze fell on Mr. Hao in the center of the stage.

Most of the onlookers knew how famous Mr. Hao was in Yuzhou City, so their eyes were filled with gloating.

Zhong Yunfeng, who had just heard the news and rushed in from outside the building, looked up and his eyes met Ye Changyan's gaze. Ye Changyan smiled at him faintly.

Zhong Yunfeng quickly weighed the pros and cons in his mind. Mr. Hao was a famous storyteller in Yuzhou City. Anyone who could gain a foothold in a big city like Yuzhou City must have his connections. But Ye Changyan was just a scholar without any roots or foundation. A helping hand once was better than icing on the cake a hundred times.

After experiencing a fierce inner conflict, Zhong Yunfeng finally made up his mind. Just as he was about to step forward to resolve the situation, he heard Ye Changyan's voice coming from the second floor.

"I'm sure everyone here is familiar with the "General Jin's Expedition" you mentioned. It is a classic masterpiece. You used vivid words to describe the magnificent picture of General Jin's expedition. I really admire you!"

Mr. Hao was very pleased with Ye Changyan's seemingly flattering words, and everyone watching in the Yunfeng Building thought that Ye Changyan had surrendered. Many people believed that although Ye Changyan's surrender seemed to be a sign of weakness, it was still a wise move that showed his adaptability.

You should know that Mr. Hao is quite famous in Yuzhou Prefecture, and he has made acquaintances with dignitaries from all over the place. Although Ye Changyan is knowledgeable, he may be bullied by others. The person who exposed Ye Changyan before was just such a person.

As everyone was whispering and discussing, Ye Changyan was determined to make something shocking.

"It's just that I would like to try to say something. Of course, I have no intention of disrespecting you, sir. I would just like to make friends with you and everyone present through books."

"What a big mouth!"

Master Tang was sneering and mocking Ye Changyan a few steps behind him. Suddenly, he saw cold looks coming from all directions. Master Tang was startled and quickly shut his mouth and quietly took a few steps back.

Seeing this, Mr. Hao had a rough idea in his mind. He thought that something unpleasant had happened among the people at the table and he was being used as a gun. Although Mr. Hao was dissatisfied with Ye Changyan's possible negative comments about him in private, since the other party had the courage to stand up and speak on the stage, he wanted to see how this kid would make a fool of himself.

"Then please invite this young master to come up to the stage and tell us a story!"

Mr. Hao deliberately added a small word in front of the word "Young Master" and emphasized the word "small" in his tone, but his face showed the demeanor of a calm and composed master.

Ye Changyan did not shy away and gave a faint smile to Master Tang and the others. Seeing Yang Ruotai looking at him anxiously, Ye Changyan nodded to him, then stood up and walked downstairs.

When Ye Changyan arrived in front of the stage on the first floor, he saw Zhong Yunfeng and Li Yuanlin looking at him with some concern. Ye Changyan just smiled faintly and walked onto the stage.

"Can I borrow your wake-up stick, sir?"

Ye Changyan asked Mr. Hao very politely. The wake-up stick was given to Mr. Hao by his husband before his death. It had a different meaning to Mr. Hao and he was reluctant to lend it. But seeing so many people watching and the other party's attitude was very polite, Mr. Hao could only nod and agree. Then he packed up his other belongings and sat down at a table reserved under the stage.

The waiter quickly trotted onto the stage carrying the teapot, poured a cup for Ye Changyan, then left the teapot aside and trotted off the stage again.

Ye Changyan stood in front of the fan-shaped table, bowed in the direction of Mr. Hao, then bowed, turned around towards the stage, and made a circular salute. Then he sat down behind the fan-shaped table, picked up the tea that the waiter had just poured, and took a sip.

Everyone was speculating and wanted to see how Ye Changyan would end up.

Ye Changyan thought briefly about what to say, and then he remembered the password hint on the enhancer. The corner of his mouth raised, and he had a plan in mind.

“Ding!”

Ye Changyan picked up Mr. Hao's wake-up stick and slammed it hard on the fan-shaped table. There was a loud noise, and the person who was distracted by the fright came back to his senses.

Seeing the other party's style and momentum, some people began to look forward to it. The best viewing angle on the second floor was in a private room. The person in the private room came to the side of the beauty, stretched out his slender white hand like a scallion, picked up the teacup on the table beside him, took a sip, and then raised his eyes to stare at the center of the stage downstairs.

"Legend has it that there is a beautiful and rich continent on the other side of the distant sea. Deep in this continent, there is a fairy mountain called Qingcheng Mountain. Under this Qingcheng Mountain there lives a white snake..."

Ye Changyan's opening remarks were quite different from those of other storytellers. Those who were watching the fun felt that Ye Changyan was provoked by Mr. Hao, and that he was impulsive and could not turn back. He was unable to advance or retreat, and was defeated in both offense and defense. He could only go ahead with his courage. But at least he did not look like a coward who would shrink back.

But as the story unfolded in Ye Changyan's mouth, those who were originally whispering to each other at the scene unconsciously shut their mouths. The scene was very quiet, and Ye Changyan's voice lingered in every corner of the Yunfeng Tower.

All the scholars and literati at the scene listened attentively. Even the waiter who was moving among the crowd to add tea and water pricked up his ears. He listened so hard that he accidentally spilled tea on the table without realizing it.

The young man, who was nearly scalded by the tea, just waved his hand quietly. The waiter quickly wiped the water stains as if he had been granted amnesty and quickly retreated. The young man stared at the center of the stage in fascination.

Zhong Yunfeng, Li Yuanlin, Yang Ruotai and others, who originally had worried faces, also stared intently and listened attentively.

"One thousand seven hundred years later, Bai Suzhen has achieved great success in her cultivation in Qingfeng Cave on Mount Emei. She is enlightened by the immortals and comes to the human world, dressed in a plain white gauze dress, with a charming smile and beautiful eyes. She is stunningly beautiful..."