As he watched the group listening intently, endlessly urging him to continue, Chu Tian had really had enough.
In just that short while, he was parched from all the talking—how long would it take to narrate a story of hundreds of thousands of words?
Just then, the food arrived, and he quickly called everyone to eat, a welcome escape.
"The food's here! Let's eat first, we're all starving."
"Don't rush, tell us a bit more. There's still time after the dishes are served."
"Everyone should read it for themselves later. It's definitely more exciting than my retelling. I can only remember bits and pieces; reading the novel is much better, as I've forgotten many details."
Seeing him say this, everyone finally, albeit reluctantly, gave up.
They weren't children, after all; they had some self-control, but the disappointment was real.
However, everyone had the same idea—to find this novel and read it, as it seemed genuinely interesting.
