“I have a bad feeling about this...” Bo Fei whispered.
“Hush! They might hear you!” Gu Qiansi said with a glare.
While waiting for the door to be answered, the group tidied their clothes and adjusted their expressions once more, wanting to make sure that they looked their very best.
After around three minutes of waiting, the door finally opened to reveal an extremely handsome young man.
“Greetings, Senior Martial Brother Di!” the group bowed and clasped their fists simultaneously.
Di Jinan was a figure familiar to just about every member of the Black Tortoise Sect.
After all, as the face of the Shooting Suns that performed at just about every major event, it would be more difficult to find someone who did not actually know him!
But coincidentally, there just happened to be someone like that right here.
As a new disciple of the sect, Lu Zhiying never had an opportunity to watch the Shooting Suns perform.
Because of that, she had absolutely no clue who Di Jinan was, and could only follow along with the others’ gestures without actually verbalising the greeting.
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“My apologies, Senior Martial Brother Di,” Lu Zhiying quickly said. “I am new to the sect, so I still don’t know everyone around.”
“You are saying you don’t know me?” Di Jinan scoffed in disbelief. “Just how new are you that you don’t even know me? Don’t you know how to do your homework?”
“Reporting to Senior Martial Brother Di, she has only joined the sect for two weeks, so there are still many things that she doesn’t know,” Zhao Yunxiao quickly interjected. “Please forgive her for that.”
“So that’s why,” Di Jinan nodded. “But did I ask you? Who gave you permission to answer on her behalf?”
“My apologies, Senior Martial Brother Di. I got ahead of myself,” Zhao Yunxiao hurriedly apologised.
“Back to you,” Di Jinan turned his attention back to Lu Zhiying. “Raise your head and take a good look. You will be seeing much more of me in the future, so make sure you remember my face from now on!”
Lu Zhiying looked up as instructed before lowering her head again. “Understood, I will remember from today on.”
But at the same time that Lu Zhiying took a look at Di Jinan’s face, the latter had a clear look at Lu Zhiying’s face as well.
“Oh? You don’t look too bad?” Di Jinan mused. “Is that what gave you the confidence to act all arrogant and refuse to even remember the faces of your seniors? Let me tell you one thing – looks are not everything! That might have worked for you outside but on the path of cultivation, cultivation talent is all that matters. Even the prettiest flower is fated to be crushed under the weight of an unassuming rock!”
“Senior Martial Brother Di must be really talented then?” Lu Zhiying answered.
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Even something as simple as walking suddenly felt like an awkward thing to do, and the slightest sounds they made felt as deafening as thunder.
After getting in position, Zhao Yunxiao took a deep breath before doing a quick scan of the audience.
“Start whenever you are ready, Junior Martial Sister Huang,” Bo Fei whispered once everyone was in position.
“Mm,” Huang An bit her bottom lip and nodded.
Huu-!
After letting out a deep breath, she slowly raised her slender hands over the zither.
And with that, her eyes sharpened.
A single strum of the zither started off the first performance.
<Utopia> – a song about an imaginary land of eternal peace.
This was the song that had instantly captivated Lu Zhiying when she first heard it, the one responsible for introducing her to the cultivators’ wonderful world of music.
Unfortunately, their current audience was not as easily impressed.