Wuxia Crossover: Telling Stories at Tongfu Inn, I Make Huang Rong Cry!

"A young man from the primeval wilderness, who cleaves through the ages with one sword, yet has no one following him."

"He lost his wife young, and in his later years, his only child gave up all their blood and bone for him. Truly tragic and heartbreaking."

"The Heavenly Dao, the Heavenly Dao! Heaven has lost its way, so why should we serve it?"

"He entered the martial world and left it at once. From that day on, Wen Bubai was no more."

"Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river. Never look down on a poor young man!"

"I have to return to my clan. I can't die on the road..."

Chen Ke recounted one tragic and stirring tale after another, drawing thunderous applause from the whole hall.

Among the guests below, Huang Rong sniffled, the corners of her eyes reddening.

"Damn it, why did you make Little Stone's story so tragic?"

"Just you wait until tonight!"

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.