Because Lu Ying'er mentioned playing the zither, the group moved to another side chamber used as a music room.
After washing hands, burning incense, and changing clothes, Lu Ying'er sat solemnly in front of the ancient zither, lifting her arms wrapped in narrow sleeves. Her delicate hands strummed the zither, and a rich, deep melody emerged from her fingertips, with superb tones and skillful techniques.
It was clear that Lu Ying'er had put in much effort into learning the ancient zither; such proficiency could not have been achieved overnight. Compared to Lin Wanwan's junior from the music academy during her university days, Lu Ying'er was far superior, and Lin Wanwan was even further behind.
However, while she couldn't play as well, she could still listen. Lu Ying'er's performance on the zither gave off a showy impression, at a level where even laypeople would praise it with a "Wow, so impressive" and then move on with laughter, but it couldn't move the heart.
