An Lin was filled with sincere emotion as he finished singing the song.
There was no need for spectacular skills, and there was no need for him to infuse his Dao Realm. The song in and of itself was a perfect match for this world.
The song finished.
Everything returned to normal.
There was the magnificent and extravagant Red Ink Tavern that seemed like it would stand on this continent forever.
There was the warm and beautiful flicker of the lanterns.
There was also the uncontrollable sobbing audience, as well as the red-eyed Gu Qiu.
An Lin bowed toward the audience.
The audience replied with applause.
"Thank you," the Red Empress said softly.
"No, thank you. You allowed me to witness the most spectacular art and culture of the Ancient Tai Chu Realm," An Lin replied softly.
"You know everything?" the Red Empress asked in slight surprise.
