Playing the flute horizontally, playing the Xiao vertically, Lin Shen was stupefied when the man took out a Xiao and placed it to his lips to demonstrate.
He didn't know what others saw, but from his perspective, a man nearly as tall as Wei Wufu, just a bit skinnier, held something pixelated in his hands, slowly bringing it to his mouth.
The sight was a bit hard on Lin Shen's eyes, yet he couldn't stop examining the censored Xiao.
A Xiao with the Fire Seed on it, this surprised Lin Shen greatly, it was a pity that he couldn't see what the Xiao actually looked like.
"Have you ever played the Xiao?" the man asked, fiddling with the Xiao.
"No," Lin Shen hurriedly shook his head repeatedly.
"No matter, I'll teach you if there's a chance in the future," the man said indifferently, "The rule is simple, you sit there and listen to me play the Xiao. After the tune is finished, if you can still sit there, you will have passed my challenge."
