"Good luck, my Richard." The serpent woman opened her arms, her elegant and beautiful face full of encouragement and hope.
"Your encouragement will always be with me." Liu Zhenhan hugged his kind mentor gently, feeling a sense of tranquility in his heart. Every time he saw Cui Beixi, seemed all the worries in his heart were temporarily dissipating, bestowing him with a feeling of being bathed in the spring breeze.
"Richard, what is this?" Cui Beixi's soft fingers gently felt the long, rectangular package hanging from Liu Zhenhan's wide back.
"I haven't yet reported it to you, mentor Cui Beixi, but this is my instrument." Liu Zhenhan unwrapped the package on his back and revealed the instrument concealed under the leather sheath.
The serpent woman gazed at the jade-shaped top instrument with a unique plucked string. The complex patterns on the leather drum and the massive magic crystal caught her attention.
