Mr. Storyteller Made Me Embarrass Myself
Huh?!
Upon hearing this, Gu Lan and Mu Yuyan were simultaneously intrigued! However, neither of them immediately stood up.
After a moment, Gu Lan glanced at Mu Yuyan. Seeing her calmly sipping tea with lowered eyes, as if nothing unusual was happening, Gu Lan cleared his throat and said, "Madam, this storyteller seems to have a good eloquence. Shall we go and listen?"
Suppressing a smile, Mu Yuyan's beautiful eyes sparkled. "Sure! This concubine also finds it interesting. Let's follow Master Gu's lead!"
The two of them walked hand in hand to a position on the second floor overlooking the storyteller. At the same time, in a corner on the first floor, a little girl with a red umbrella by her side perked up her ears.
"Come, esteemed guests!"
"If you're interested in hearing me talk about the explosion at the black gunpowder workshop on East Straight Street ten days ago, contribute some money. If you don't have money, contribute some attention!"