Was it really worth it... for a single song?
Zuo Xiaoduo's eyes flickered. Clever as he was, how could he fail to see which way Gu Luoyan was leaning? He immediately began humming softly: "If that is how it is... do not grieve... if that is how it is, do not grieve..."
A gentle yet extraordinarily heartfelt melody flowed forth, many times more moving than it had been the night before.
As an expert in music theory, Gu Luoyan felt this far more deeply than anyone else.
A moment later, Zuo Xiaoduo's melody abruptly shifted, becoming forceful and ringing: "Hatred drives me mad, where my long saber points, how many brothers' loyal souls lie buried far from home? What matter a hundred deaths to defend our homeland... stifling sighs, speechless, eyes brimming with tears of blood..."
Before the song had fully run its course, Zuo Xiaoduo brought it to an end with a long sigh. "A passing flash of inspiration, sung off the cuff. I've made a fool of myself before an expert, a fool of myself... Miss Luoyan said she liked this sort of song. I wonder whether this one is fit for your ears..."
Though she had heard only a couple of lines, Gu Luoyan's eyes suddenly fixed on Zuo Xiaoduo's face, unable to shift away.
The song's desolation, tragic grandeur, heroic spirit, and sacrifice... struck her heart heavily, like a massive hammer.
"Say no more!"
Gu Luoyan shot a sideways glance behind her and said, "We'll stay here another five days! The concert in South Ji City... the concert in South Ji City..."
Gu Luoyan thought for a moment, then said, "Notify South Ji City. Tell them I caught a slight chill on the road, and my voice isn't in very good condition. I need to rest