"Have you heard my story?"
Facing the sudden 'admiration', Mi Fei looked at Zhao Xing with some suspicion.
He had no recollection of Zhao Xing's face, and the name was unfamiliar.
"Of course!" Zhao Xing looked like a starstruck fan. "Your glorious deeds could not be told even in three days and three nights."
Zhao Xing began to recount Mi Fei's accomplishments.
He was prepared, opting not to discuss events too far in the past, lest Mi Fei himself could not remember.
He also avoided recent events to prevent Mi Fei from feeling that he was being watched and becoming suspicious.
The content had to be neither too detailed nor too brief, and it needed to be slightly exaggerated to match the perspective of an admirer.
