The two of them sat in silence.
Each occupied with their own thoughts.
An Ning pondered whether Xiao Jinxing had discovered something?!
She had originally thought that his easy manner in letting her leave today meant he had discovered nothing.
Xiao Jinxing indeed, is old and cunning.
And at this moment, Xiao Jinxing was thinking.
What makes them better than him?!
Where exactly?!
They remained in this stalemate for at least half an incense stick's time.
Suddenly, Xiao Jinxing spoke, "I can also play the guqin."
An Ning's eyes flickered slightly.
Before she could respond, she saw Xiao Jinxing already sitting next to the guqin, hands resting on the strings, his eyes lowered, lashes curling upward.
The melodious and lilting sound of the guqin flowed from his fingertips.
An Ning pursed her lips.
This was indeed the first time she saw Xiao Jinxing playing the guqin, and though it's not mentioned in the original text, she had to admit his skill was exceptionally high.
