Some people sang songs that brought tears to your eyes, like heavenly music.
Others sang songs that made you want to piss yourself. It was pure torture.
In Shen Tang's own eyes, she naturally belonged to the former group.
In everyone else's eyes, Shen Tang belonged squarely to the latter!
To keep Shen Tang from tanking Zhao Feng's opinion of her at the "farewell banquet," Qi Shan made a snap decision and stepped forward.
"My lord!"
Shen Tang looked at him. "What is it?"
Qi Shan said with a humorless smile, "Da Yi and I have worked together for two years. We've fought side by side countless times, sharing both life and death. Now that he's leaving, I can't bear to see him go... I'd like to play a tune for him, just to express my feelings. Surely you won't compete with me for this chance, my lord?"
Shen Tang didn't quite understand.
Why couldn't they play together, or take turns playing another tune?
After she finished accompanying Zhao Feng, couldn't Qi Shan accompany him too?
But then she remembered that Qi Shan rarely asked her for anything. Since he'd finally made a request, she couldn't very well compete with Yuan Liang for the chance. So she nodded and let him have it. Qi Shan and the others breathed a long sigh of relief. Only Xun Zhen was still completely in the dark.
"Our lord isn't good at music..." Jiang Sheng, who'd just returned from a short errand shortly before the banquet began, leaned slightly toward Xun Zhen and murmured.
Xun Zhen furrowed his brow and said disapprovingly, "Even if she is terrible at it, Qi Yuanliang shouldn't have been so rude..."
The mood had been perfectly pleasant, and then he'd pulled something like that... It was fortunate Zhao Feng