Chapitre 125: You Unfilial Son, Where Do You Think You're Going!

Snow was swirling about and falling from the sky, accompanied with the rustling winter wind. Deep inside the Xiao manor, between the pavilions, there was a small path leading toward a tranquil location.

Inside of a lavish room, candles were lit and the fireplace was burning, increasing the temperature within the room to a rather warm level. A censer was placed in front of a wooden window that was propped open. The smoke from the censer lingered in the area, filling the entire room with the smell of incense.

A delicate figure with a fur cloak draped over her shoulders was sitting next to the censer and a zither was placed in front of her. Her flawless hands were dexterously moving about on the zither, just like a transcendent elf.

The melodious sound of the zither drifted out and was pleasing to the ears, like the sound of raindrops falling on lotus leaves, causing its listeners to fall into enchantment.