"Is that so? Then that's for the best, but I still have to show you what you need to see!" Ning Rongrong waved her hand, and a beam of pink divine light enveloped Jiang Siming.
Jiang Siming instantly felt the scenery around him shift, and he arrived in a bamboo forest. Aside from the murmuring of a stream, there was also the sound of a zither coming from deep within the bamboo grove.
Jiang Siming was somewhat curious as to why Ning Rongrong had sent him here, but he still followed the sound and walked into the forest.
After dozens more steps, his view suddenly opened up. A spring was clear and bright, and the fish within it looked as though they were floating in midair, lively and full of spirit.
Beside the spring, on a stone, a woman in loose robes gently played an ancient zither, looking exceedingly elegant. Though she was dressed plainly, it could not hide the deep air of nobility about her.
"Don't be in such a hurry to leave!"
The woman's gaze remained on the ancient zither, as though she were speaking to the air.
Yet Jiang Siming, standing to the side, knew those words were meant for him.
To be honest, the moment Jiang Siming first saw the woman before him, his first thought was to turn around and leave.
"Maybe you came, maybe you didn't! Maybe this is just me lying to myself, words I'm only saying for my own sake!" The woman gave a bitter smile.
That smile seemed filled with pain, stirring an instinctive desire to protect her.
"I really think I was such an idiot. Why was I so stubborn when you clearly didn't like me!" The woman gently brought the zither music to a stop, slowly stepped down from