Zhou Xuan had arrived at Mingjiang Prefecture and hadn't resumed storytelling since. Now, returning to his old craft, he didn't find it tiresome at all—on the contrary, he found it exhilarating.
Especially watching the audience engrossed in his tales, he felt an inexplicable joy.
"Guo Jing approached cautiously, and under the moonlight, he saw nine skulls. Startled, he stammered, 'The Black Wind Double Killers are here again…'"
"Bang!"
Zhou Xuan was just narrating the part where "Guo Jing, as an adult, once again encountered traces of Mei Chaofeng," when he sensed something stirring in the Blood Well.
Within the blood-filled waves of the Divine Revelation Black Water, the Blood Well in Fei Yue rose, turbulent blood forming crimson waves that struck the Secret Realm with loud booms.
He paused his storytelling and clasped his hands in salute: "To find out what happens next, please tune in next time!"
"Xiao Zhou, cut that crap."
