A witch with her hair scattered was sitting at a piano, playing a piece along with a symphony, the C minor Fifth Symphony, also known as the famous Symphony of Destiny.
The sound of the symphony emanated from behind the small stage's curtain, and although there were sounds, it was still pitch black behind the curtain, no people or instruments were visible, only the rising and falling, resplendent music could be heard.
A tall male student stood at the forefront of the crowd, holding a thick, heavy book, listening quietly.
As Zheng Qing and a few others approached, the witch pressed the piano keys forcefully, causing the vigorous and powerful melody to echo in the spacious living room. The intense and repetitive sound of battle heavily assaulted the ears of every visitor.
It was the stacked accompaniment of the first movement of the Symphony of Destiny.
Zheng Qing discerned.
Only when the music slightly relaxed did a crisp and clear female voice arise: