Tianyin Confrontation

A gentle female voice arrived with the sound of a qin. "Esteemed talents, I am Liu Tianyin. I have specially invited you all to Tian Yin Fang to hear a melody. Would you be interested?"

Huo Qi's eyes flew wide. "Tian Yin Fang? Liu Tianyin? She invited us herself?"

What sort of place was Tian Yin Fang?

And who exactly was Liu Tianyin?

It was the most exclusive music house in the entire capital. Even princes like the Crown Prince and Third Prince, whose power overshadowed the realm, could only see Liu Tianyin if she happened to be in the mood.

"Indeed!" Liu Tianyin's voice drifted over. "This is the first invitation I have ever extended in my life. I hope you honored talents will not make me lose face."

"Why invite us?" Lin Su sent back four words.

"Your talent moved me, Young Master. Was that answer too abrupt?" Liu Tianyin laughed softly.

Lin Su smiled. "Even if it is abrupt, it is an abrupt beauty. This Lin accepts the invitation on behalf of my brothers!"

"Please!"

The instant her voice fell, Tian Yin Fang seemed to take a single step and arrive outside their window. The five exchanged glances, stepped forward together, and with one stride, entered Tian Yin Fang.

On the top floor, in another room, the Sick Young Master slowly set down his teacup. His gaze passed through the curtains toward Tian Yin Fang. "Interesting!"

A moment ago, Lin Su and the other four had still been drinking in the tavern, using Grand Scholar Chen Geng's bold and impassioned historical discourse as drinking accompaniment, and using Lin Su's World-Passing Azure Poem as drinking accompaniment. Yet the next moment, they crossed the tavern's railing and landed in Tian Yin Fang.

Tian Yin Fang remained as it