After Hao Shuai circled around the woods behind Lanruo Temple, the view suddenly opened up. Before him lay a small lake with a pavilion in its center. The little pavilion was steeped in old-world charm, and a floating bridge connected it to the shore. Two enormous stone lions sat on either side, their imposing forms seeming all the more forlorn in the desolate night. The lingering notes of a zither drifted from the pavilion over the lake, adding to the melancholy.
Hao Shuai stood on the bank. Rather than hurry to the pavilion, he quieted his mind and listened to the music.
"The melody is elegant, and the skill is extraordinary—truly exceptional. Nie Xiaoqian really is the daughter of an official family. She must have worked hard at this from a young age," Hao Shuai remarked appreciatively.
Hao Shuai might not have been very skilled at playing the zither himself, but among his many wives there were bound to be some who were. Take Six-Fingered Zither Demon Huang Xuemei, for instance. Her playing might have killed people, but she was a genuine master of the zither.
After spending so much time around experts, Hao Shuai's appreciation for music had naturally improved by leaps and bounds.
Hao Shuai now understood why Nie Xiaoqian was doing better than ghosts like Xiao Qing~~
She had a skill to her name!!
Just look~~ They were all trying to find victims for the Thousand-Year Tree Demon.
Xiao Qing and the others could only seduce people clumsily with their looks. But Nie Xiaoqian?
She was far more refined. She even played the zither first to set the mood.
It was the difference between a rookie salesperson and a top performer!
This proved that no matter what world or society you lived in, having a skill was