"Every tune was an unrivaled masterpiece of the mortal world?" Ji Wu smiled faintly. "Big Brother Crocodile, you really think highly of that little brother of yours. Was it really as exaggerated as you said?"
Crocodile Snow Lord waved his hand dismissively. "Anyway, I've never heard anything so pleasant before. If you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do about it. I can't explain this sort of sickly sentimental stuff in any proper terms."
He could not be bothered to say more, but Ji Wu seemed rather interested, as though she meant to get to the bottom of things. Smiling sweetly, she said, "You and I have nothing to do, so we might as well chat. By the way, you said Yue Qianchou had been forced to show a little of his skill. What exactly happened? Could playing the zither and composing music be forced out of someone?"
"It wasn't the sort of coercion you mean. This was what happened..." Crocodile Snow Lord still had a bit of conscience and did not expose all of Yue Qianchou's secrets. He merely told the story of that day in Lingfang Valley, cutting off the beginning and tail end. Thus, with nothing better to do, he chatted out a love triangle involving Yue Qianchou, Lu Yanqing, and Wen Lanfeng...
After hearing the story, Ji Wu understood how the piece had come to be written. Yet women seemed more interested in love stories; it was a common failing among women. She asked suspiciously, "You mean that woman named Lu Yanqing was the number one beauty in the mortal world, and that she fell for Yue Qianchou and confessed her love to him, only for Yue Qianchou to turn her down tactfully?"
At this, Crocodile Snow Lord immediately slapped his thigh and burst into