Xu Shuo drove along the road, always feeling as if there was something odd.
But for a moment, he couldn't pinpoint what this feeling was.
He turned his head to look outside the car window.
The weather today was quite good, with the sunshine not overly scorching as it cast down on the bustling streets filled with traffic, and the familiar scent of exhaust pervaded the air.
Arriving at a red light, Xu Shuo stopped the car and was preparing to continue observing for any oddities when he suddenly froze.
Because with his mind idle, he quickly noticed what was off as his focus sharpened.
The small violin in his Spirit Sea was trembling its strings very faintly, faintly, so subtle it was almost non-existent, but it was indeed subtly active.
At this moment, the traffic light changed to green.
Xu Shuo first crossed the intersection and pulled the car over, then continued to observe the small violin.
