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Qian Ye looked at Lou Yu's ugly expression and tactfully closed his mouth.

Dai Rao took out a pure white, flawless bone flute and placed it next to her lips.

Clang clang clang. The zither music came out. The strings drifted erratically, winding around in a gentle circle. The sound of the zither and the sound of the flute intertwined together as they complemented each other