
After leaving the park, Song Ling’er returned to the hotel where she was staying, but then she suddenly realized something that made her run back to the park.
‘I forgot to ask the guy's name! What a mistake!’ Song Ling’er cried inwardly as she realized that she had forgotten to ask Yuan's name because of her frustration back then.
But alas, by the time he returned to the garden, Yuan and the others were long gone!
‘Forget. I will ask Long Yijun when I visit the Dragon Essence Temple. Even if they tried to hide it from me, I already remembered her figure and hand so I would recognize her at a glance.’
Thinking of this, Song Ling’er once again returned to the hotel, but his mind was unable to get rid of Yuan's perfect zither art, and he proceeded to spend the rest of the day thinking about Yuan's appearance, even analyzed.
‘Wait a minute .. That person is playing Soul Ensnaring Zither, the treasure of Daoist Zou! Maybe he knows the identity of this unknown expert.’
After spending an hour in his hotel, Song Ling’er went out for the third time today, and he went straight to the Zou Family home, surprising Senior Zou with his sudden visit.
“S-Senior Song! Welcome to my humble place! How can I help you today?" Senior Zou bowed to him respectfully.
“Soul-snaring Zits When did you give it?” Song Ling’er asked him.
“Eh? How do you know that I have given the Soul-Snaring Sitar? I have not announced anything yet,” Senior Zou looked at him with a surprised face.
“Because I saw someone playing it not long ago,” he replied calmly.
“Once So he had already played it” A warm smile appeared on Senior Zou's face, causing Song Ling’er to raise his eyebrows.
Then he asked her, “Who is that person? I have also tried playing Soul Ensnaring Zither a few times, but I never found out how to play it right, yet this guy did it perfectly.”
Senior Zou shook his head and said, “Trust me when I say this, but I don't know his background either. Other than her face and that she is from the Dragon Essence Temple, I know nothing more about her.”
“Wait for you to see his face? What does it look like?” Song Ling’er suddenly asked, her eyes filled with curiosity.
"Yes .. He was a very handsome young man."
“Dear young man? And you don't recognize him at all? How could such a talented individual be a nobody?” Song Linger asked.
Senior Zou shrugged and said, "I don't know."
Song Ling’er no longer said anything and stood there with a brooding expression on her pretty face.
And almost as if he suddenly remembered something, Senior Zou spoke a moment later, “Oh, right. He is also called ‘Yuan’, and he will participate in the sitar competition with Fei Yuyan as his partner.”
“Dia what?!” Song Ling’er turned to look at him with a shocked expression on her face.
If someone like Yuan participated in the competition, it would no longer be a competition but a one-sided show!
"A-Is there something wrong with that?" Senior Zou asked him.
“”
“No If someone like him participated in the competition, no doubt he would become an instant sensation. In fact, if I could, I would give him first place and end the competition now.”
“You think highly of him? I've never seen you praise someone in such a way. Your students will cry if they hear it, ”Zou Senior chuckles.
“ Anyway, I'll go now. Thank you for your time."
Senior Zou nodded and said, "My Zou family will always open the door for you, Senior Song."
Song Ling’er left the Zou Family shortly afterwards.
“Yuan, yes?” Song Ling’er muttered her name as she traveled the streets with a veil covering her face, yet her female figure still attracted many gazes.
Some time later, Song Ling’er arrived at a hotel different from the one he was staying in.
“Welcome back, Senior Song!”
The workers there immediately greeted him upon seeing his figure.
"Are my students here?" he asked the workers behind the reception desk.
"Yes, they are currently inside their room, Senior Song."
Song Ling’er nodded and started looking for her students.
"Mastering!"
Two individuals in their early twenties, a young woman and a young man, appeared shortly after Song Ling’er knocked on their door and greeted him.
"Ai Wan, Wei Kang, I have something important to say," Song Ling’er said to them, and he continued with a serious expression on his face, even take off his veil so they can see how serious he is, "This. lute competition You will meet someone amazing” someone who will make you doubt your own talent and existence.”
His students looked at him with gawking expressions, as they could not understand why he had said such a thing to them right before the competition.
“I tell you this because I want you to prepare yourself, because you two have acted very casually, almost like you have won a competition. Don't be complacent because you are my students.”
“We wrongly look down on others just because we are your students, Guru.” The disciples lowered their heads, apologizing for being complacent.
Song Ling’er nodded and left shortly afterwards, returning to her own hotel.
“What happened to Master? He's acting a little suspicious.”
The two disciples looked at each other with dumbfounded gazes after he left.
“Teacher usually carries a confident and slightly arrogant aura around him, but I couldn't feel that from him just now” Wei Kang, the male disciple muttered.
“Maybe something really happened. I've never seen him act like this before.” Ai Wan sighed.
And he continued, “He said there would be someone who is ‘extraordinary’ in the competition, right? Did he just praise someone? I guess I've never seen him praise anyone before”even his own students.”
“I actually feel a little excited about this competition now.” Wei Kang said with a slight smile on his face.
"I am too."