But it's only temporary.
Nowadays, people with Great Love often erge in the city. Though they are quickly suppressed, they keep popping up like mushrooms after rain.
Moreover, many places outside the city have beco "Lands of Love," making people here feel almost surrounded, like a lonely island.
It's said that people with Great Love have good tempers, are friendly all their lives, yet they always instill fear.
As if, as if they're not human at all.
At this ti, soone couldn't help but ask, "Where does Great Love Martial Venerate hail from, why does it feel like he just suddenly appeared."
The storyteller slapped the table and said, "He's not just suddenly erged, it's that Old Demon Duan up to his antics again. Great Love Martial Venerate is rely another guise of Old Demon Duan."
"What, it's Old Demon Duan again?"
"Why is Old Demon Duan so evil!"
...
For a mont, opinions varied, even Duan Yun himself was sowhat bewildered.
For heaven's sake, how could this nonsense point at ?
At this mont, soone questioned, "How can it be Old Demon Duan?"
The storyteller quickly explained, "Old Demon Duan's reputation is so vile, they're afraid to practice his cultivation technique, so he has to change it completely. Look, all this Land of Love, Love Unlimited, isn't it similar to the concept of Heroic Land and such."
At this, everyone suddenly realized.
Then, the storyteller seized the opportunity, "I say, it's ti to gather the heroes of the world and kill Old Demon Duan once and for all!"
"Once Old Demon Duan is dead, only then can the Martial World enjoy lasting peace."
For a while, so people indignantly echoed him, while more people continued drinking and feasting, feeling it's not their business.
Seeing those people detached and indifferent, the storyteller grew agitated and furious.
Damn it, what a group of shaless and selfish individuals!
Duan Yun was also enraged in his heart, he retorted, "How can you be sure it's Young Master Duan or Old Demon Duan, soone might be intentionally imitating and impersonating Old Demon Duan."
The storyteller was already fired up, and spotting soone opposing him, his anger flared even more.
"I have real insider information! What do you know, little brat."
"What are you looking at. I've eaten more salt than you've eaten rice."
Duan Yun replied, "Bullshit! What insider information, tell us."
The storyteller retorted right back, "This sort of thing, don't you ddle! You're not fit to ddle! You..."
His originally stirring voice abruptly stopped, because a young man who had been on the second floor eating hotpot was suddenly beside him, incredibly fast.
Had the guy not been standing right in front of him, looking handso, he might have thought his eyes were failing him.
Turns out, he's an expert at confrontation!
The storyteller imdiately softened up and said, "Actually, that insider information isn't..."
"No need, I'll see for myself!"
Before the storyteller finished speaking, he was already flipped upside down, flying.
Duan Yun's palm pressed on his head as he unleashed Beiming Divine Skill on him.
The storyteller's face instantly blurred, but his vision did not.
At this mont, his mories flashed through his mind like a carousel, and he suddenly reacted.
This, could this really be Old Demon Duan himself?
Seeing the storyteller being absorbed and trembling continuously, soone realized and blurted out, "Duan, Old Demon Duan!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he was imdiately pulled over by Duan Yun, caught in his grasp.
"Quick, retreat!"
The people who were cheerfully eating hotpot scread and retreated.
The man who was pulled in quickly said, "Young Hero Duan, slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue."
Duan Yun waved his hand, and the man flew away.
The storyteller's mories were ssy, fragnted, and even included many delusions.
It's actually similar to Ziyu, speaking of storytellers and writers, their brains often don't work right, loving fantasies, and prone to hysteria.
Now, as the storyteller shook violently, Duan Yun indeed saw the "inside story."
It was a masked man standing by the river, claiming himself as "Great Love Martial Venerate," telling the storyteller that Duan Yun was mimicking and copying him, a genuine plagiarist.
All these Love Unlimited, Heroic Land concepts were stolen from him, he was a thief.
"Since he loves stealing so much, let him suffer the consequences."
Seeing this distance, Duan Yun punched the storyteller's groin with a shattering sound.
Such shaless scoundrels exist in this world!
His Love Unlimited was a move from a few years ago, and Heroic Land was a concept from just one or two years ago, yet this sudden appearance claims he's a knockoff!
"The key is, he's even posing as , tarnishing my pure heroic reputation!"
The more Duan Yun thought about it, the angrier he got, he pumled the storyteller's groin relentlessly until he blasted his brother from his bottom, only then did he stop.
The storyteller fell to the ground, seemingly in a state of unbearable agony.
After all this, Duan Yun returned to his seat and resud eating hotpot.
One has to eat.
The won in gauzy attire earlier were scared stiff, not daring to move.
Seeing this, Duan Yun said, "Let the music play, let the dance continue."
Then, Duan Yun alone sat in Nine Palace Restaurant, eating hotpot.
He must restore his pure and innocent heroic na!
...
Yu State, Qingbai City.
On the outskirts, the Young Hero statue stood tall against the wind.
This statue was erected by Bodhi Temple after Duan Yun parted the waters to prevent floods.
In so ways, the statue has beco a symbol of Qingbai City.
Initially, people were puzzled and fearful of the statue, but soon they gradually accepted it, even liked it, all in just a few years.
But today, a large crowd suddenly gathered here.
They were kind-looking n and won in simple attire, so carrying hoes, as if just coming from the fields.
They ford a circle around four craftsn.
These four craftsn were locals, every year, the local gentry would send them to clean and repair the statue.
Everyone knew the reason: Duan Yun was not to be provoked, so the gentry maintained respect to avoid unexpected disasters.
But today, as these craftsn were halfway through their work, a group of people arrived, startling them.
"What, what do you want?" the head craftsman asked.
"Master, don't be afraid, we are Great Love Yangren."
"We bring great love."
"We've co to spread love."
...
Their voices were gentle, but the craftsn felt an uneasy chill.
"We're just workers, working for Mr. Gao; we don't understand love. What do you all suggest?"
The leading Great Love Yangren, an old woman with seemingly unsteady feet, spoke, "Great love needs to reach everyone, yet on the path, obstacles inevitably appear."
"And here, is the obstacle."
The craftsn were taken aback.
How did they suddenly beco obstacles?
It didn't take long for them to realize she ant the statue behind them.
"Fellow Great Lovers, let us sweep away this obstacle."
Her tone remained gentle, yet, at that mont, it felt oddly bewitched.
Suddenly, the craftsn understood that they intended to destroy the statue.
The craftsn couldn't help but exclaim, "Everyone, you can't, you can't."
"Why can't we? This is the obstruction of great love, an Evil Demon."
"Everywhere imitating us to spread harm, destroy it."
....
The crowd rushed forward; the craftsn couldn't dodge and were quickly knocked to the ground. Two even had their legs broken.
Then, the statue wobbled unsteadily, followed by a crash as it fell to the ground, its head severed.
At this scene, the Great Love people cheered.
"Love."
"Love."
"Love."
"Great Love."
"Great Love is invincible!"
The sound traveled far.
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