C475 Two Hundred and Fifteenth Year in the Rising Wind

"Someone, bring me my zither!" He only wanted to leave, but when he saw that the servant had already set up his zither, he sat upright in front of the table and unhesitatingly stroked the strings of his zither. He deliberately chose a song with a rather haughty tune, because if he played it like this, his body would float, making him easier to be discovered by Cui Xiang. However