บท 2959: Fireworks

A year had passed in the city of Qingzhou.

The night view of Qingzhou Lake was beautiful. The cultivators here loved to gather around this place after nightfall. Some of them would raft the boats on the lake, while the others would enjoy the cooling breeze on the lakeside. Each of them had their way of taking in the city's serenity.

A ship was seen hovering on the lake while the sound of the zither could be heard coming from it.

The beauty who played a piece of melodious music with the zither caught the crowd's attention. Many of them would nod at the person who played the instrument. Some of the young people even looked at the zither player with infatuation, but most would keep their feelings to themselves.