lt;pgt;Tales of the

“Mister, I make a living online. You can think of me as a storyteller.”,Flickers danced, his fingertips trembled incessantly. Yishu Yuan's heart pounded like a drum, a fear of being torn apart gripped him.,Yishu Yuan's head hit something, and in a sound of rushing water, his body crawled out from a split in the water that had been divided in half.。