At that moment, the moonlight was enchanting, the long wind vast and endless. The two stood amidst the wind in mid-air, their garments fluttering, exuding an ethereal grace, as if immortals were dueling, an exceptionally pleasing sight.
Yun Ran simply found a good spot, sat cross-legged, propped her chin, and leisurely and contentedly watched the two fight.
Feeling excited, she glanced at the Seven-stringed Zither placed beside Li Ye and couldn't help but reach out and pluck the strings aimlessly a few times.
After all, she couldn't truly touch the strings...
However, a jarring cacophony suddenly echoed in the dark, causing the two figures fighting in the sky to abruptly pause and sharply look at the Seven-stringed Zither on the ground.
Yun Ran was stunned.
She stared blankly at her fingers, somewhat incredulous.
She could actually... touch the strings?
"Little Qi?"
