"My friends, are you interested in listening to my song?"
The young man and woman with the Bamboo Hats did not show their faces. When they were suddenly extended this invitation, they could not help but stop and size up the man in the pavilion, along with their surroundings.
The pavilion was built by the side of the mountain track, and there was a patch of green grass nearby. Dozens of feet behind it was lush, green mountain, and the scenery was incredibly beautiful.
The man was dressed in brocade robes, and he looked incredibly handsome. There was a gentle air about him, and it was difficult for anyone to feel any sort of aversion toward him. Besides, judging by his movements, he should have a very clear knowledge of music, and he was not like Wind Chimes, who was an amateur who knew fewer than twenty pieces.
