Ou Yimo's fists clenched tighter and tighter.
She was the only one feeling gloomy in the entire gathering; everyone else was quite interested in the woman wearing the mask.
After several pieces, the Ou family patriarch grew fond of Sheng Qianxia and raised an eyebrow, "Manman, you haven't introduced us, this is...?"
"Qianxia, take off your mask," Ou Manhui said to Sheng Qianxia.
Following Ou Manhui's request, Sheng Qianxia slowly removed her mask.
Everyone's eyes were on Sheng Qianxia, eager to see what this girl with the first-rate piano skills actually looked like.
She had rosy lips and white teeth, her features were delicate and pretty, and though she wore no makeup, she had a natural beauty about her, and her skin was so soft that it seemed like it could be broken with a mere touch, making her look like a lovely porcelain doll.
To say she was radiant would be an understatement, and to say she could overthrow states and cities with her beauty was not an overstatement.
