Shi Yiqing played the violin as if it possessed some kind of magic.
It made men and women, young and old in the audience reveal expressions of intoxication.
Listening to one of her pieces seemed to have the same effect as consuming an elixir.
It was ridiculously exaggerated.
The guests in the front, including the Xiao Cenyang couple, didn't notice this at all.
Standing behind the stage, Cheng Lingdang did notice it, "Shi brother, why do I feel something is not quite right?"
Shi Yaoguang nodded at her, "Indeed, something is off."
Cheng Lingdang instantly became tense, "Shi brother, what should we do now? She couldn't be some kind of demoness, could she?"
Mentioning this, Cheng Lingdang immediately showed a horrified expression.
Shi Yaoguang looked at her helplessly, "A demoness is a bit much to say, but... her piece is indeed very strange."
"Ah? What should we do then?"
