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As soon as Xiao Tian touched the flute, he felt a blood-vessels connection with it. Xiao Tian smiled and brought the flute to his mouth, playing it.

Fresh and elegant notes slowly flowed out of the flute and reverberated within the Gong Family Hall. It was like the faint cry of a bird, and the chirping of cicadas made one feel as if they were in the heart of an empty mountain or valley