"Senior, you wouldn't have seen through all of my secrets, would you?"
"You little rascal, who's looking at you…"
The woman's face remained composed, but faint traces of a girlish demeanor were subtly apparent.
"How should I address you, Senior?"
Gu Sheng thought, she wouldn't even let me know her name, right?
"You can just call me Su Ling!"
The woman didn't seem inclined to say much more. She took out an ancient zither, saying, "Since this is our first meeting, Su Ling will gift the young master a melody as a token of introduction."
As she spoke, the zither began to resonate.
"Zheng, zheng, zheng…"
Celestial sounds drifted through the air, and Gu Sheng felt himself entering a dreamlike realm, surreal and spellbinding.
This was not merely a melody; it seemed an entire world had unfolded before him.
Within this world, mountains, rivers, lakes, seas, and forests—it had everything.
