Passing on the Lamp of the Buddha's Heart: Wu Song Infused with Spiritual Power; the Emergency Headband Is Developed! (Continued)

Nie Xiaoqian was already sensitive by nature; after hearing these lyrics, the sorrow in her heart deepened all the more.

Every single word felt as though it were striking straight against her heart.

"Clasping hands, they gazed into each other's tear-filled eyes..."

She murmured to herself, her tears flowing even harder, as though her heart were about to shatter.

Just as the sorrowful mood reached its peak.

A voice like a broken gong suddenly came from beside them:

"Oi! What fine lyrics!

Isn't this 'Imperially Appointed Lyricist' Liu Sanbian's, that great talent Master Liu's, Rain Bells?"

Everyone froze, then turned to look.

They saw Ruan Xiaoqi with a grass stem in his mouth, wearing the look of someone who knew his stuff.

Zhu Yingtai forcibly suppressed the sorrow in her heart. Looking in surprise at this man who was usually so crude and boorish, she gave a strained smile and said:

"Master Xiaoqi?

I never expected that despite being so rough and uncouth in daily life, knowing only how to fight and kill, you would actually understand lyrics of such delicate grace?"

The moment Ruan Xiaoqi heard that, his eyes widened. He spat out the grass stem in his mouth.

"Sister Zhu, aren't you looking down on me a bit too much?

That Liu Yong, Master Liu, is an idol to us people of the martial world!

His lyrics are the height of romance and have sunk deep into people's hearts.

As they say, wherever there is well water to drink, there are people who can sing Liu's lyrics.

Those boat girls and singing courtesans especially love to pass around his tunes.

I make a living on the water. I used to loiter by those painted pleasure boats and listen in until my ears grew calluses!

Of course I remembered