C1238 The Cold Winter

If everyone could peer into Ye Hong's mind, they would be utterly astounded by his audacious thoughts once more. Alas, Ye Hong's inner musings remained inscrutable to all.

Amidst an eerie silence, the gentle strains of a zither began to waft from the bridge, its notes as delicate as a breeze caressing the souls of those who listened. The audience, momentarily spellbound