A response drifted from the distant lake: "The Musician School's tranquil grounds, the flowing wind of a July night—such an elegant place, such an elegant hour. Why must Young Master Lin play the cold-hearted man? One must know that meeting an old friend in a foreign land is among life's greatest joys."
With that refined reply, a jade zither glided across the silent Yanqing Lake like a small boat, appearing before Lin Su and Feng Wu.
Naturally, Liu Tianyin sat upon the boat.
Liu Tianyin smiled faintly at Feng Wu and gave her a graceful bow. "Liu Tianyin pays respects to Young Pavilion Master Feng!"
Feng Wu's eyes brightened slightly. "Liu Tianyin—could you be Miss Tianyin of Tian Yin Fang in the Great Cang Capital City, whose music moves the world?"
"Only the Sage Family of Music Saints has ever truly moved the world with music. How could this little woman dare accept such lavish praise from the Young Pavilion Master?"
That answer confirmed her identity.
Feng Wu returned the salute. "Miss Tianyin is too modest. Tian Yin Fang bears your name. The foremost Literary Masters of Great Cang, princes and nobles alike, all regard hearing a single piece from you as the honor of a lifetime. Though Feng Wu resides at Yanqing Lake, your attainments in the Music Way have long thundered in my ears..."
The moment the two extraordinary women of the Music Way met, they felt as though they had known one another too late...
Lin Su seemed somewhat neglected at the side, yet who could have known that the strings of his heart had quietly been plucked?
Liu Tianyin belonged to Tian Yin Fang.
Very few knew that she also belonged to the Tianming Daoist Sect.
Even fewer knew what sort of Daoist sect the Tianming