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 your music again, Young Master," Meifeng said

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

touched any instruments in years, you'll quickly

so,"

and Yuan practiced his movement technique, Wang Xiuying

should I put

living room. You can put

"Okay!"

delivery company she hired to deliver the piano then

immediately urged Yuan to

Yuan said as he took a

give this piano away? It's quite rare and expensive." Meifeng recognized the piano's value at glance,

on cultivation, I don't have any time to play it. Instead of letting it rust in my room, I might

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

felt it?'

using divine sense, Yuan began playing the piano

filled the place, and when the three ladies heard this heavenly music, their hearts throbbed with

though it's been years since Yuan last played the piano, he was currently playing it as

figure that was moving elegantly behind the piano, recalling the first time

they could only silently admire Yuan's

can't believe that I am actually hearing it again, and it's not being played on

after playing the final note to the song, Yuan asked them, "What do you think? I think

lot better?" They all looked at him with

a 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 difference if they're not

just used to playing it

playing a new song, and it somehow sounded even better than the last, something Wang Xiuying didn't think was possible

few more songs, getting better with each

Ding.

Meixiu suddenly received a