Tang Tianjiao's words ended, and Tian Ye was stunned for several seconds, his gaze then shifting toward Xia Ye.
Was that gripping melody just now played by Xia Ye?
Impossible...
Tian Ye's expression was somewhat subtle.
But remembering the sad look on Xia Yourong's face as she ran away, he no longer had the mood to think about anything else and quickly chased after her...
Tang Tianjiao wrapped an arm around Xia Ye's neck, "That was amazing, my bro, I didn't expect you to actually have a talent for playing the ancient flute. You've really slapped that green tea's face this time!"
Xia Ye's face showed no hint of pride, as if the recent performance was totally effortless for her, posing no difficulty whatsoever.
Tang Tianjiao twirled the Treasured Sword in her hands, "If this were ancient times, I wield the sword, and you play the flute, we would wander the world as companions, unmatched under the heavens!"
