Cultivation Online

"Miss Meifeng… Have you ever felt desperation?" Yuan suddenly asked her after getting off the bed.

"Desperation?" Meifeng raised her eyebrows, wondering to herself why he would ask such a question.

"The feeling of being helpless— a sense of weakness and hopelessness." Yuan stood there with a profound aura around him that felt a little different than usual.

"I can't really say that I have…" Meifeng shook her head.

"However, the closest I have felt to desperation was when my husband died, I guess."

"Your husband?"

Now that he thought about it, Yuan has never seen Meixiu's father before.

"He died in an accident before I could even give birth to Meixiu," she said with a bittersweet smile on her face.

"I'm sorry for asking…"

"There's no need for you to be sorry. It happened really long ago." Meifeng said with a smile.

"Anyways, why the sudden question, Young Master? Does it have something to do with your nightmare?"

"I guess…" He nodded.

Sometime later, they sat around the living room and began eating breakfast.

"Wang Xiuying said that she's currently on the way here with the piano," said Meixiu after they sat down.

"This early in the morning?" Yuan chuckled.

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just shows how much she wants to listen to

touched an instrument… Not counting Cultivation Online, of course. I probably won't even be able to play

underestimating yourself, Young Master. Even if you haven't touched any instruments in years, you'll quickly familiarize yourself with them once you

hope so,"

cleaned the dishes and Yuan practiced his movement technique,

I put this?" Wang Xiuying

room. You

"Okay!"

hired to deliver the piano then placed the piano at the corner of

was done, Wang Xiuying immediately

promise…" Yuan said as he took a seat in front

and expensive." Meifeng recognized the piano's value at glance,

using my piano. Furthermore, now that I am focused on cultivation, I don't have any time to play it. Instead of letting it rust in my room, I might as well give

on the piano, Yuan swiped his fingers across the keyboard, filling the room with beautiful

I last felt it?' Yuan asked himself as he recalled one of

Yuan

the place, and when the three ladies heard this

currently playing it as though

elegantly behind the

and Meifeng, they could only silently admire

believe that I am actually hearing it again, and it's not being played on a device.' Meifeng recalled Yuan's elegance and grace

Yuan asked them, "What do you think?

better?" They all looked at him

few delays between notes, but it's almost unrecognizable, and the delay is so minuscule that one wouldn't normally be able to tell the

to playing

playing a new song, and it somehow sounded even better than the

few more songs, getting better with each song until he eventually reached the perfection that he was used

Ding.

song, Meixiu suddenly received a notification on