Yun Ziliang couldn't help but complain when he saw Yuan Buyu: "Lao Yuan, why are you only here now? Your disciple almost got beaten to death."
"I don't believe that. My disciple has a tough life."
Yuan Buyu, hands behind his back like a retired old cadre, gazing at the Ancestor Tree Cover, said in a deep voice: "The rumors are true, the Zhou Family Nuo Opera, sung by mortals, can rival the gods."
Since the incense fire halted, he had been living with the Zhou Family's Troupe, taking on the role of the cook master,
He understood the Zhou Family Nuo Opera better than anyone, except Zhou Lingyi, in the Nine Prefectures of Jing Country.
Yun Ziliang naturally knew about this, so he asked, "Lao Yuan, how does the Zhou Family Nuo Opera achieve this?"
"Nothing but popularity."
Yuan Buyu pointed out the key to "Nuo Opera."
