Chapter 561: Chapter 557: Chatting with strength

“I think what you said makes sense!” Tang Luo stroked his chin and stood up suddenly, startling the girl who trembled, thinking she had angered the young eminent figure, who seemed now prepared to use force.

Zhao Lingyan was trembling with fear at this moment, not understanding why she had just openly defied Tang Luo. He was a man bold enough to kill the prodigy of the Mi Clan; killing a guqin player would mean nothing to him.

But the stubborn lady, despite regretting her actions, decided not to yield, her wide eyes focused on him even as her body quivered.

The standing Tang Luo stretched lazily, saying indifferently, “Actually, I think your playing on the pipa is mediocre at best, so I had no expectation for this solo performance. That being said, I’ll take my leave now!”

He turned around to leave swiftly, but before even reaching the chamber door, he heard a woman’s trembling voice filled with anger say, “Please, wait!”

The biting “please” indicated how furious she was. Tang Luo looked back obliviously and saw a woman trembling all over, her eyes full of tears.

“Why are you crying now?” Tang Luo joked, “Is that guqin master title something you’d sob over when someone criticizes your playing?”

“Does the eminent figure know how to play the pipa?” The furious Zhao Lingyan could forgive Tang Luo’s rudeness, but never his defamation of her guqin skills. She retorted angrily.

“I don’t,” Tang Luo answered nonchalantly, “But I can at least differentiate between what sounds good and what doesn’t. If I believe your pipa music sounds unpleasant, it does not oblige me to prove it by playing a better tune. After all, you are a guqin player, and I am not, aren’t you?”

being silent is a simple statement. Am I expected to learn

previous life, he listened to a few sections of a pipa artist casually playing, those few notes made him dream of returning to the Tang Dynasty,

it’s just an idol, bluffing ordinary people with spirit art. It doesn’t really mean

that Zhao Lingyan’s pipa technique was subpar, Tang Luo

seemed that Tang Luo already knew what she wanted to say and had blocked all her responses. At this moment, she was angrier, her eyes were constantly

give up. You are pretty, know how to play the pipa, can paint and write poems. Your voice is sweet and occasionally you sob. You are an adorable lady, but I could easily handle a hundred of

were supposed to

the confounded Zhao Lingyan took

unusual

leisure and said curiously, “Didn’t

Lingyan, who had never been this wronged since childhood, only felt a deep indignation towards Tang Luo. Even clutching her pipa, she could not calm herself as tears kept flowing uncontrollably.

unable to pose any threat, the image of her wiping away tears was even less intimidating. The confrontation between the two resembled a

cleared his throat, and said, “Are you going to make a

leave!” Zhao Lingyan sobbed, “Sit down and listen

skill had been criticized, was determined to prove otherwise and would not let Tang

an adult woman in your twenties, yet you act like a six or seven-year-old little girl. Since I mentioned your guqin music as unpleasant, what’s the point of proving anything to me? Even if you play a piece that I find tolerable,

stifling feeling surged

talk, widened her eyes in disbelief. She couldn’t believe that this person was Tang Luo, the famous prodigy of the Tang Clan in Xiling, and the living Buddha of

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