Fellow Daoist! That scoundrel has written a new book again.

Zhu Wuyao was so engrossed in watching the spectacle that he was caught off guard when he was suddenly called out. He paused for a moment before remembering his persona for the day.

When she looked up again, everyone in the banquet hall was staring at her with predatory eyes.

It seems that if this "knowledgeable reader" dares to say even a single wrong word about Mr. Silent, she will be immediately thrown out.

After comparing the stylistic differences between the two online personas, Zhu Wuyao put down the pine nuts in his hand and said:

"Our requirement for literature has always been that it should convey the moral principles. However, Mr. Wuyu's stories are enjoyable to read and quite popular, but they are actually heretical and worthless."

"Therefore, she needs the presence of Daoshi to balance her influence."

The "Sword Immortal Master" genre, with its fast-paced and enjoyable reading style, has no reading barriers and is easily spread.

When the serialized vernacular stories in "Qingzhai Anthology" gradually became more similar in style, it actually had a negative impact on the entire literary market.

Everyone flocks to it, the lower the bar is gradually lowered, and in the end there is only a group of mass-produced garbage, and no one will explore anything new anymore.

Therefore, the existence of the Way is a good thing.

At least in the realm of "feel-good" novels, it points to another possibility—meaningful and valuable stories may also find a market.

Exploring different paths is itself commendable.

As soon as these words were spoken, someone immediately scoffed:

"We read storybooks for fun. If we want to read didactic articles, why bother reading those moralistic storybooks? We can just read the classics!"

As a staunch supporter of the Dao, Zhu Wuyao immediately retorted:

"Could it be that you were taught the classics when you were first educated? You should start with the simplest and easiest-to-understand stories."

"Do you think everyone is a saint, able to lecture and discuss doctrines and read obscure and difficult-to-understand things right away?"

"Reading is always beneficial, but you've drawn a chasm between the two, as if you've gained some enlightenment from storybooks. That's laughable."

Manager Li listened in stunned silence.

How could he not remember, when he first met Miss Zhu, she seemed to have said something—

Storytelling is not meant for highbrow literature, so it should be more accessible to the general public...

How can you speak so confidently from the opposite perspective today?

Zhu Wuyao didn't feel there was anything wrong with what he was doing.

In order to make money, the style of storybooks took too big a leap at the beginning, as if they were being pushed forward.

If we don't add something substantial to rein in this runaway horse, the storybooks in the bookstore might all end up like Mr. Silent's style.

How can this be done?

She quickly thought of someone who could be compared to Mr. Speechless—Marcos Schuschni.

This person invented the garbage bag, but not a solution to the problem of plastic bags.

A moment of success may bring lasting harm.

If we think about it this way, then the existence of Tao Te Ching seems to be quite valuable.

Zhu Wuyao gradually straightened his back, becoming more and more confident, as if he had truly become a supporter of Youdaoshi.

The next moment, the guests at the hawthorn banquet were not happy and began to refute him one after another, their voices immediately overpowering Zhu Wuyao.

Just then, Manager Li dropped a bombshell without warning:

"Gentlemen, I am currently writing a new storybook, which will be published on Mohen Bookstore soon."

Sui Zhi was pleasantly surprised when she heard the news.

The others at the hawthorn feast were unhappy.

"Manager Li, I have no idea whether tonight's banquet is Mr. Wuyu's hawthorn feast or the announcement banquet of Youdao's new storybook."

"Ha, as the saying goes, you don't have any readers yourself, so why do you have to borrow Mr. Wuyu's hawthorn feast?"

"If I had known this person existed, I wouldn't have come."

……

Zhu Wuyao was somewhat taken aback by this scene.

At the last gathering of readers, she felt that the relationship between the two sides was more like a clash of ideas, not to the point of irreconcilable conflict.

Otherwise, we wouldn't be able to enjoy the show in peace.

But Manager Li had anticipated this scene. The friends who came to this hawthorn banquet were all true fans of Mr. Wuyu's stories, so they would naturally do their best to protect him.

Although deliberately stirring up controversy is a way to boost the fame of both pen names.

But Manager Li felt that this was not fair.

So today, he wanted to try to ease the tension between the two sides. Manager Li continued calmly:

"Our Ink Trace Bookstore has two most dazzling stars. They each have their own merits, but they are equally radiant."

"Everyone has different preferences, so there are occasional arguments. But Mr. Wuyu and Youdao might actually appreciate each other."

"It's too lonely for a person to stand in the eye of the storm."

Not only were the guests at the hawthorn banquet silent, but even Zhu Wuyao was somewhat shocked.

Mr. Li, why didn't you tell me beforehand that you had arranged this love-hate drama between Mr. Speechless and Mr. Youdao?

Mr. Li brought many surprises today.

But these words were more surprising than joyful.

In this day and age, there are no celebrities or internet celebrities, so Mr. Li is unaware of a phenomenon called "CP fans"...

It's a good thing that the dispute caused by the two pseudonyms has been resolved.

Is it a bit of an overreaction to describe the relationship in such an suggestive way?

Zhu Wuyao slapped her forehead, propped her elbows on the table, and lowered her head, not wanting to see anyone. She seemed to have already foreseen the turmoil that would be stirred up by Mr. Li's words between the two pseudonyms.

Manager Li saw Zhu Wuyao's actions and smiled smugly to himself.

My skills are far beyond your imagination.

How about that, surprised?

The guests present seemed to be shaken, and Master Kong murmured:

"Don't even mention it, if you really want to find someone to match Mr. Speechless, there's a saying that he can stand shoulder to shoulder with him..."

"Ha! You traitor, you were so easily provoked by a few words! As it is said, she only wrote one book, 'The Immortal of the Mortal World,' and her writing style is a blatant imitation of Mr. Wuyu. How can she be worthy of being compared to her?!"

Li Yi shook his head and said:

"Scholars may be jealous of each other, but there are also instances of spiritual connection even when separated by great distances. If neither of them is narrow-minded, how could they not tolerate the existence of another person? Perhaps, they would even be quite pleased."

Sui Zhi's eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but speak up:

"There is a saying that the storybooks are actually quite well written, but I used to think that liking two people at the same time was a kind of betrayal."

"If they themselves don't care, why should we, as readers, be bound by our positions?"

Seeing many people nod in agreement, some people got angry.

"So you've had this intention all along. Your affection for Mr. Speechless is far too cheap!"

"no……"

The banquet hall instantly descended into chaos. Some people fanned themselves and sighed softly, some blushed and spoke with great anger, some watched coldly, and some paced anxiously, trying to smooth things over.

Just then, the door was suddenly kicked open, and a sound came from inside—

"Elder Li! This young hero has returned!"