C191 Ling Ye Was too Awesome

The boy lowered his head and continued playing the strings.

The unique sound of the guqin echoed in every corner of the hall. Gradually, the youth's hand speed began to increase as he fiddled with the strings. It was no longer as gentle as before, and the rhythm began to show obvious changes.

The young man heavily fiddled with the strings, and a heavy sense of oppression burst forth