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"Dear readers, today we're going to talk about the two great powers on our Chinese continent!"

The storyteller stood on the stage, speaking with great enthusiasm and passion, when suddenly someone in the audience shouted in response.

"Hey, aren't you talking about our Jing State and the Chu State? These two countries have always been allies, their relationship is like that of brothers, we all know that perfectly well, what's there to say? Let's talk about something new..."

For a moment, the audience began to whisper and discuss among themselves, seemingly uninterested in today's storytelling topic.

At this moment, the storyteller's lips curled up slightly, revealing a mysterious and unpredictable smile.

"Well, everyone is generally aware of the superficial affairs between these two countries, but as for the hidden details... who can explain them clearly?"

The man picked up his teacup, took a sip of Pu'er tea, and found the tea soup to be mellow and smooth. After swallowing, a lingering fragrance remained on his lips and teeth, and he couldn't help but praise the Pu'er tea from Wangyuelou.

"So, according to you, there might actually be some untold secret story between these two countries?"

"That's natural, let me explain..."

A private room on the second floor of Wangyue Tower.

Nangong Ming was idly leaning against the windowsill, curiously listening to the conversation below. However, after hearing it, he couldn't help but frown slightly, secretly finding it quite boring.

In the past, the storytelling at Wangyue Tower was not so boring. He used to be a regular here, and he would listen with great interest to the stories of chivalrous heroes and bandits who robbed the rich to help the poor.

Nangong Ming turned around listlessly, his gaze sweeping across the room, where he saw the two people sitting peacefully.

Xiao Ran's face was calm and her demeanor elegant. She gently blew on the rising steam from the teacup, then slowly took a sip before gently setting the teacup down.

Sitting next to Xiao Ran was another boy he didn't recognize.

Nangong Ming carefully examined him. The boy had two short swords slung diagonally across his back, and his posture was upright, much like the image of a chivalrous knight that Nangong Ming had imagined when he listened to storytelling.

This immediately piqued his curiosity, but he was even more curious about something else.

"How exactly did you convince my father?"

Nangong Ming sat down next to Xiao Ran, his tone full of admiration.

Xiao Ran glanced at him, her tone inscrutable.

"Secret."

Nangong Ming pursed his lips, looking rather sullen.

"Fine, I won't tell you then, but you at least have to tell me who he is!"

Nangong Ming was lounging lazily on the table, his chin resting on his hands, but his eyes were filled with Duan Li's image. His expression, besides undisguised curiosity, also subtly revealed a hint of admiration.

"He is the young hero Duanli. He's the one who saved me back then."

Nangong Ming was taken aback, then shouted loudly, "You mean the Summer Palace?!"

Xiao Ran gave a faint "hmm," leaving Nangong Ming in shock.

Then, as if he wanted to uncover some secret, Nangong Ming looked Duan Li up and down carefully. The length of time his gaze lingered on Duan Li made Duan Li gradually feel uneasy.

"Young Master Duan, it's...that one..."

Duan Li slightly raised her eyes, her gaze sweeping over Nangong Ming indifferently, her eyes like cold stars, revealing a trace of coldness.