"Practice performance... can I come too?"
Robin unconsciously stepped half a pace forward, the tips of her silver-violet hair swaying softly with the movement.
She lifted her face slightly. Her star-reflecting eyes were already brimming with undisguised anticipation, the feathers behind her ears fluttering gently. Even the flowing light upon her halo seemed to brighten somewhat in response to her excitement.
Performing music was her specialty.
Qianyi was going to practice music with his friends, and she could use this opportunity to grow closer to him. At the same time, she could learn more from him about Sunday—such as why her voice had started having problems the moment she returned to Penacony, and...
What exactly her brother had been doing.
Yet before Robin could wait for Qianyi's response, Sunday had already stepped between them and stopped his sister. "No! Robin, you can't go!"
What a joke!
Qianyi had a girl in his left arm, another in his right, and a whole crowd of girls following behind him. How could he possibly focus on practicing music in that situation?
He would probably end up like certain officials studying English—practicing and practicing until they wound up in bed together.
Besides, during his years as head of the Oak Family Lineage within The Family, he had naturally dealt with plenty of music-related matters. He knew the temperament of certain musicians all too well. Those so-called "musicians" were mostly people who never put down cigarettes or alcohol and indulged in sensual pleasures.
Smoking, drinking, fooling around with girls—they did it all.
Although, according to Sunday's understanding, Qianyi neither smoked nor drank and had no bad habits at all. He was practically a model young man. But that was exactly what made him the most dangerous!
If he neither smoked nor drank, then he must