Fujin took the lead in applauding.
"Wow, that was told so well! But why did he stop there?"
Changheng smiled. "Do you really want to hear the rest?"
"Yes, I want to know what Mu Yang did next."
"So you'll come back for the next performance. That's how storytellers make a living."
The next performance?
Fujin could not wait until then. She wanted to know right now.
"Lingyuan, do you know about this? What happened afterward?"
Lingyuan pondered it. The strongest person in Inazuma should have been the Raiden Shogun.
Still, she had never heard of the Raiden Shogun coming to Chenyu Vale to find Mu Yang.
Fujin pouted. "What? So it was made up after all."
That could not be blamed on the storyteller.
In recent years, Chenyu Vale had enjoyed favorable weather and abundant harvests.
Besides, Mu Yang always acted cleanly and decisively.
Whenever he made a move, it was a one-hit kill.
Hardly anyone had witnessed him slaying monsters.
They died the moment they met him. Who had time to watch from the sidelines...
Lingyuan fell silent for quite a while.
Although the Shogun had never come to Chenyu Vale,
there was a story about Mu Yang going to Inazuma to find the Raiden Shogun.
"Really? Then what happened?"
Fujin thought that no matter who had sought out whom, the outcome of a fight should have been about the same.
"Mu Yang probably lost. And he lost pretty badly..."
At the time, Lingyuan had nearly thought Mu Yang was dead.
Fortunately, a faint breath had still come from the Sword Pool.
Still, it had been enough to leave him recuperating for decades...
Changheng had not even known about that episode.
After hearing it, Fujin was at a loss for words.
How should she put it?
It was