In an instant, everyone’s eyes nearly popped out of their heads, and Wu Feiyan was instinctively leaning toward Robin.

At that moment, Robin finally spoke. Though her voice was soft, it carried to everyone’s ears.

“My master requests you play another piece!” Robin gazed at Wu Feiyan, her expression utterly placid, seemingly unaffected by Wu Feiyan’s otherworldly grace.

This request immediately drew ire from the patrons in the private boxes, who began shouting.

“Who is this child that just appeared? Doesn't she know Miss Wu Feiyan only performs three pieces at a time?”

“Who is your master? What airs they put on!”

Some, maintaining a semblance of decorum, refrained from shouting, but they secretly held the newcomer in contempt, thinking: Who is this person who doesn't even know the rules here? Wu Feiyan would never agree. I bet this is just some dissolute fellow who wandered in!

Just as they thought, Wu Feiyan, after a brief moment of shock, offered an apologetic smile and said, “I’m so sorry, little one. If your master wishes to hear more, please come back tomorrow!”

Her voice remained as melodious as her singing, possessing a magical quality that seemed capable of melting a person’s heart.

However, Robin was clearly an anomaly; she was naturally immune to such charms, her expression remaining neutral as she spoke again: “Master says you are to play this.”

Saying this, she placed a stack of papers before Wu Feiyan, adding, “If you cannot, then we will dispense with it!”

At that moment, a voice shouted down from upstairs, sounding somewhat agitated.

“What does that person take Sister Wu Feiyan for, that she would change her principles so easily? Tell your master to drop this idea quickly!”

“Miss Wu Feiyan, if she is threatening you, just tell me! I would gladly go through fire and water for you!”

“Miss Wu Feiyan—”

Amidst their clamor, the experts who had intended to restrain Robin finally reacted. They turned, preparing to move against her again, but before they could even execute their starting motion or exert any force from their feet, their entire bodies bizarrely lost control!

What in the world is happening?

They tried to cry out, but were horrified to find they could not utter a single sound.

The others had not noticed the strange situation of these experts. In their eyes, the experts had merely turned and then stood still!

Ignoring them, let’s focus on Wu Feiyan. Initially, she hadn't paid much attention, but when her gaze inadvertently swept over those papers, she froze in astonishment!

The paper held a musical score. For Wu Feiyan, who possessed profound attainments in music, even after just a few glances, she could sense the ethereal and graceful melody swirling in her mind. An intense fervor welled up within her, as if a voice was constantly urging her, instilling in her a craving, a desperate urge to perform it!

While she was lost in amazement, Robin’s voice cut through again, just as calm as before: “If you can’t, never mind!”

With that, she reached out to take the papers.

Wu Feiyan reacted as if she had been shocked by electricity, instantly grasping Robin’s small hand and saying, somewhat excitedly, “Let me try!”

Her intuition told her this score was incredibly difficult—difficult not just in execution, but in conveying the artistic conception embedded within it. Therefore, she wasn't entirely confident she could play it perfectly, but she desperately wanted to attempt it.

Wu Feiyan was naturally passionate about music, mastering it without a teacher. Not only was she adept at playing and singing, but she also loved composing her own scores. Sometimes, for a single line of lyrics or a note, she could meditate in silence for an entire day; her obsession had reached a state of self-forgetfulness!

It was music’s companionship that allowed her to view many things with detachment, including life and death! However, this did not mean her hobbies had withered. Her greatest pleasure was studying music, and she also enjoyed sharing it with others!

She didn't expect to find someone whose interests perfectly matched hers, only hoping in her lifetime to encounter one true confidant for her music.

The score Robin presented seemed to possess a magical power, striking the very strings of her heart, making it impossible for her to let go. The reason she had been distracted just now was the irresistible allure contained within it!

Robin looked up, gazing at the slightly agitated Wu Feiyan, and finally, slowly released her hand!

Wu Feiyan let out a soft sigh of relief, but immediately, her face flushed slightly, as this was her first loss of composure—her heartbeat had quickened!

Her blush was no small thing; it left the onlookers utterly dumbfounded, nearly drooling.

Heavens! Wu Feiyan is too captivating!

They say a beauty's smile can topple cities; who knows how many souls were captivated by Wu Feiyan’s blush?

The sound of the zither suddenly rose, jolting those who had been in a daze. Then, the varied, modulated tones began to drift out. Though unaccompanied by her voice, it offered a different kind of pleasure!

The music was so lingering and tender, yet so intricately winding and dramatic, inducing all sorts of visions in the listeners...

But just as everyone was listening in rapturous intoxication, the music abruptly ceased. The sensation was excruciatingly uncomfortable!

What happened?

Everyone looked up with baffled eyes, and at this moment, Wu Feiyan was staring down at the papers on the table with a confused expression.

The atmosphere instantly became bizarre. No one knew what had transpired!

Meanwhile, Wu Feiyan’s heart was undergoing a tumultuous baptism. From the moment she began playing, with every pluck of the string, with every note that leaped forth, her reverence for the composer of this piece increased.

But toward the latter half, she felt the playing becoming increasingly strenuous. That profound artistic conception began to recede further and further from her reach, finally forcing her to stop.

Is the latter part of the score flawed? No!

Wu Feiyan quickly dismissed this possibility. She could still perceive the deep meaning embedded within; it was simply that she could no longer express it.

What kind of score is this, that even I cannot perform it completely?

And what kind of person composed it, that for the first time, I feel an urge to meet them?

Wait, what is this?

Wu Feiyan seemed to have discovered something, her expression suddenly freezing. Then, she picked up the papers and examined them with intense scrutiny.

As she looked, Wu Feiyan’s heart began to pound uncontrollably. Judging by the ink stains on the paper, these had clearly just been written. So, was this composed just now, or...?

Wu Feiyan dared not continue that thought; she feared that excessive excitement might lead her to do something she couldn't even imagine!

Lifting her head slightly, Wu Feiyan looked toward Robin and asked, forcefully composing herself, “May I ask who created this score?”

“My master!” Robin’s expression shifted slightly as she answered.

And upon hearing this, Wu Feiyan’s delicate body trembled faintly, though it was hardly noticeable, Robin still caught it!

“May I see your master?” After a moment of silence, Wu Feiyan uttered a sentence that sent every man in the hall into a frenzy.

Heavens! Why has Wu Feiyan never asked to see me?

To think my goddess would say something like that! If I had known, I would have offered a score too! Tomorrow—no, right now—I’ll have someone help me compose one!

Their thoughts varied, but they shared one thing: they were all envious of this unseen "Master"!

Robin dared not decide on her own, so she said, “Please wait a moment!”

Then, she used the method of Thousand-Mile Sound Transmission to inquire about Zhong Shenxiu’s intentions. Meanwhile, Wu Feiyan watched the motionless Robin with confusion. Strangely, she felt a touch of nervousness now, afraid of being rejected.

Usually, people sought her out, and she would politely decline. This time, she didn't know if the other party would respond in kind.

Just then, Robin's voice made her heart leap with joy: “Follow me!”

Watching Wu Feiyan follow Robin upstairs, some people couldn't control their inner excitement and rushed out of their private boxes, hoping for a closer look at the peerless beauty!

However, because Robin was leading the way, their hopes were dashed. The moment they stepped out, their bodies became immobilized. Only after Wu Feiyan and Robin were quite far ahead did they slowly regain consciousness!

This bizarre feeling left them stunned, and naturally, they did not pursue them further.

As for Wu Feiyan, her nervousness intensified. She didn't know what the person she was about to meet looked like. Finally, the two stopped before a private room door.

Robin gently pushed the door open and stepped inside first. Wu Feiyan followed closely, but upon entering, she displayed a bewildered expression.

Inside, there was only one person: a boy eating pastries!

Wu Feiyan meticulously scanned the surroundings, even looking under the tables. After confirming there were no places for anyone to hide, her confusion deepened!

And Robin was even more comical; after bringing Wu Feiyan in, she seemed to have completed her mission and ignored her, instead walking over to the table to join Zhong Shenxiu in eating! Ugh, hadn't she just eaten her fill?

“Um...” Wu Feiyan wore a very awkward expression. She didn't want to disturb Robin’s enjoyment of the food, but the current situation compelled her to ask, “Excuse me, where is your master?”

Robin didn't speak, as her mouth was full of chewing pastry, her small mouth stuffed so full it bulged, making speaking difficult. However, she raised a hand and pointed toward Zhong Shenxiu, the meaning being: This is him!

But Wu Feiyan misunderstood, thinking Robin meant for her to ask the little boy. So, she shifted her gaze back to Zhong Shenxiu and asked in her still soft and pleasant voice, “Little brother, could you tell me...”

Before she could finish, Zhong Shenxiu interrupted her: “Woman, I am her master. Say whatever you need to say directly.”

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Wu Feiyan stood there, frozen like a wooden statue...