Xia Weibao shrugged, "I got lost and saw someone coming in, so I asked for directions."
As she spoke, she glanced at the ancient zither placed in front of her.
It was a famous instrument and looked nice, but still miles away from the Solitary Zither.
Her gaze fell on the cell phone in front of her, where a video was playing—the footage of her playing "Ambush from Ten Sides" in a music store back then.
She pressed the pause button, her hand frozen in a finger technique.
Next to it was a notebook, which recorded all her finger techniques.
Yan Yuexian felt embarrassed about being caught eavesdropping.
But her pride couldn't be defeated, and she would never allow herself to show an embarrassed face.
So she bristled, "What are you looking at, never seen someone practicing music before?"
Then she smacked the phone, flipping it screen down, and closed the notebook.
Wearing an intimidating face that said she was tough and not to be messed with, yet her ears were turning red.
