Liu Ruoyu and Qing Yin were both very interested in the instrument Luo Chuan had brought out, called the guzheng. They even asked him for the score of "Zheng Feng," the piece he had just played.
Luo Chuan was in no hurry to leave. He stayed and watched with great interest as the two girls familiarized themselves with the unfamiliar melody. The notes were as clear and cold as water; even though they had only just encountered it, it was far from unpleasant to hear. Both possessed exceptional talent in music.
"I think the two of you could form a group," Luo Chuan said casually.
"What kind of group?" Liu Ruoyu looked up from where she was studying the guzheng. She knew Luo Chuan always said strange things, but if one thought carefully, the principles hidden within them could be understood.
"Heavenly Cripple, Earthly Defect," Luo Chuan said.
Liu Ruoyu froze for a moment, then burst out laughing. "What kind of strange name is that? Boss, how did you even come up with it?"
Even Qing Yin, who had been plucking the strings, could not help looking up at Luo Chuan.
She was probably wondering why the group formed by herself and Liu Ruoyu had to be called Heavenly Cripple, Earthly Defect. It did not sound like a good name at all, and she simply could not understand why the boss had said it.
"I was just saying it casually." Luo Chuan had no intention of explaining. He only left the two with his retreating back. "Take your time studying it. I'll be going first."
Qing Yin watched Luo Chuan disappear from sight, her voice as clear as water. "The boss has changed a lot."
"Yeah, he's become fond of making people angry." Liu Ruoyu wrinkled her nose. "I still