Alright,
Mr. Guo had just received a reward,
and he was feeling rather pleased with himself.
His storytelling, which had been about war and iron-clad cavalry, suddenly drifted back to the romantic clichés he used to favor.
"Is that true?"
"Yeah, is it true?"
Some in the audience began to voice their doubts.
So, Mr. Guo, you're like a spittoon, right? Just there to catch all the gossip? You were on the scene and saw everything, were you?
Mr. Guo immediately adopted a serious tone, "Allow me to inform you, gentlemen, the Emperor of the Situ Family has always been frail. He returned from Snow Sea already injured. Therefore, those concubines in the rear palace have long been starved for affection. With whom would they share that brimming passion?"
"HAHAHA!"
"Great!"
"A reward for him!"
"The Eldest Prince is mighty!"
"Magnificent, our Prince of Yan!"
