C1925 Do You Want to be a Supervisor

The sound of the guqin changed from peaceful to passionate. Tsing Yi also closed her eyes. Her fingers moved faster and faster on the strings of the guqin. The sound of the drum was still so loud and intermittent. However, she did not plan on playing Tsing Yi's zither again. The rapid sound of the guqin was like sharp arrows that shot onto the drum piece by piece