lt;pgt;Tales of the

“Mister, I make a living online. You can think of me as a storyteller.”,At this moment, Yi Shu Yuan instinctively reached out to grab onto everything. The swirling light seemed to be grasped by his fingertips.,Flickers danced, his fingertips trembled incessantly. Yishu Yuan's heart pounded like a drum, a fear of being torn apart gripped him.。