"Dr. Mo clutched Han Li's shoulders tightly with both hands, his squinting eyes were wide open, staring intently at Han Li as if looking at a rare and precious treasure in the world, with a hint of madness in his eyes…"
This passage serves as a prelude to exposing Dr. Mo's sinister intentions. In just this one paragraph, the facade of the wise sage meticulously crafted earlier is suddenly torn down, leaving the readers thrilled.
"Ah? So Dr. Mo isn't a good man?!"
"Hypocritical, deceitful."
"If this Dr. Mo harbors ill intentions, then why did he teach Han Li and Zhang Tie his skills…"
Some impatient audience members couldn't restrain their curiosity and didn't even have the patience to listen to the story, just like Zhou Xuan asked.
At this moment, Zhou Xuan naturally couldn't reveal the punchline, nor respond to the audience's urges. Instead, he stepped off the stage and into the crowd, sounded the gavel, and used the storyteller's technique of "Dream Generation"...
