lt;pgt;Tales of the

“Mister, I make a living online. You can think of me as a storyteller.”,The small boat suddenly collided with something. Yi Shuyuan was caught off guard and didn't even have time to react. With a cry of "Ah!", he fell into the river amidst the old man at the stern's cries of alarm.,Flickers danced, his fingertips trembled incessantly. Yishu Yuan's heart pounded like a drum, a fear of being torn apart gripped him.。