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Chapter 376

These hands were meant to wield a blade; the horseback is your stage. Holding a lute like this, it's like you're on the wrong set.

But Fan Lihua seemed off today, so Cheng Dalei could only entertain his senses with her ongoing learning process.

"Have you learned it?" Cheng Dalei quietly asked.

"Just a bit."

"Ah! This is unimaginable. I hope I'm lucky enough to be able to appreciate it."

Fan Lihua glanced at Cheng Dalei, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, as she began to play the lute. Cheng Dalei pretended to concentrate, but the sounds were… they reminded him of the unpleasant noise of blood gushing out from a severed head when Fan Lihua decapitated someone.

"How is it?" Fan Lihua seriously asked.

"Ah!" Cheng Dalei exclaimed: "Such a tune should only exist in heaven, and seldom heard in the human world. I really don't know how to describe it."

Cheng Dalei wasn't lying; it was so terrible that he didn't know how to describe it at all.