At the inn, a storyteller was recounting the latest tale.
“Now, as for Sword Immortal Lin, in the final battle, he was like a god or demon, killing one man every ten steps. He slaughtered so many experts of the Netherworld Cult that they trembled with fear.”
“You could say Sword Immortal Lin was the greatest martial artist of them all.”
Child: “Was Sword Immortal Lin really that powerful?”
Guest: “I heard he used to be a storyteller himself. Is that actually true?”
Looking at the crowd below, the storyteller began to reminisce. It was a rainy night many years ago.
