Even though Fang Yourong didn't outwardly express it, her emotions were quickly reined in.
How sensitive Qin Yu was. She instinctively realized she had misspoken but couldn't directly apologize, as Fang Yourong clearly intended to change the subject.
Better not to discuss further.
So Qin Yu adjusted her demeanor, speaking gently, "Senior Sister, do you have a konghou? If not, I have one here."
"No need, I have one." Fang Yourong didn't seem angry, merely uninterested in taking hers.
Qin Yu paused for a moment, then smiled softly. With a sweep of her sleeve, several guqin appeared before her, which she promptly gifted to others present.
The gathered disciples, keen-eyed as they were, especially Ying Ruoruo, stared at the guqin, visibly astonished.
"Senior Sister Qingqiu, these are all magical spirit guqin. How do you have so many…?"
"Wealthy."
"…"
A solid reason, really.
