Salute To The General

Chapter 1705

Jasmine couldn't stop herself as she took the initiative to start clapping and said sincerely, “Your skills are unmatchable, Mr. Cross.” Countless other customers finally snapped back to their senses too and they started to clap along. Tears trickled down Penny's face as she glanced at Nathan.

When she heard the music earlier, memories of her meeting Nathan and reuniting with him emerged in her mind. She recalled how they turned from strangers to lovers, and now, they were spending their lives with each other happily. She couldn't stop herself from crying at the thought of that.

Even though everyone present was listening to the same song, what they felt and saw in their minds was completely different.

However, they were all impressed by Nathan's superb skills in playing the harp.

They stared at him in admiration. After listening to the amazing piece, no one thought that Nathan wasn't good enough to judge Jasmine anymore. Of course, there was still an exception

And that was Kiel.

Although he was shocked at Nathan's skills, he wasn't impressed one bit but was furious instead

Nathan had gotten up by now, gesturing for the rest to not clap for him as he said, “It wasn't that good after all.”

I think you did great,

were even worse. But now that I've heard you play, I finally know what a heavenly song sounds like. If you don't mind, Mr. Cross, I would like you to be my teacher so that I can learn tea-making and playing the harp from

gasped in shock upon hearing

Brimmopolis was

face turned uglier in

years but she always acted indifferently

want it, leaving the car to be a

Jasmine was asking Nathan to be her

even more frustrated was that Jasmine had been the one-who took the initiative to ask Nathan to be her teacher. < However Nathan rejected her — indifferently, "Sorry. I don't accept apprentice, nor do I want to.téach someone how to play the: harp. I only played this time becausémy Honey wanted to hear me

rather defeated when she heard his words. She looked at Penny in envy. Ms. Smith is such a lucky woman. The man was about

that he was angry and wasn't about to let Nathan

ever since ac” long time ago, bad things happen ite) those: who are too prideful of their ownttalents. You're an unlucky man tochave offended

called out to Nathan, “That's

better kneel and beg for mercy now if you don't want to