The storyteller downstairs in the tavern snapped his fan shut and slapped it against the table, shaking his head as he said, "Since ancient times, love and fame have been hard to have both."
A bystander tossed aside his melon seed shells and rolled his eyes toward the distance.
"Just because you can't manage it doesn't mean everyone else can't. I've seen someone achieve both with my own eyes."
His companion hurriedly covered his mouth. "Good junior brother, give it a rest. There are too many people and too many prying eyes here. If someone who knows us hears and passes it on to the elders, you'll get another beating. Don't talk about our patriarch's affairs in public."
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