As everyone watched, lovers from a century ago were now divided between god and ghost, casting a silent atmosphere amongst those present.
Seeing Tai Qing shedding blood and tears, Yan Qishan couldn't help thinking his ancestor seemed somewhat heartless.
But he was wise enough not to speak, as this was not a matter a mere mortal like him could intervene in.
Qin Liuxi concisely explained how Tai Qing's resentful soul entered the zither after death and was awakened by his descendant recently, seeking him out.
"Great-grandfather, that grandson is me." Yan Qishan raised his hand, looked at Marquis of Wind, and without hesitation, knelt down and kowtowed three times: "Great-grandson Qishan pays respects to great-grandfather."
Marquis of Wind scrutinized Yan Qishan closely and said, "It's you. Both you and your father have paid respects to me here."
Yan Qishan couldn't contain his joy: "Great-grandfather actually remembers me?"
