The light violin melody is accompanied by tinkling piano sounds, with the distant gentle crooning of sea demons and nearby nymphs holding fruit plates, draped in light gauze, standing on a faint white mist, surrounded by wizards and witches in beautiful robes.
Everyone wore a reserved yet polite smile on their faces, holding a wine glass filled with golden amber light in their hands.
Zheng Qing listened intently to the distant and ephemeral chant. The songs of the sea demons are famous even in the ordinary world, but that was not the main reason for his daze. At this moment, his distraction was more due to the song giving him a strangely familiar feeling.
It seemed like he'd heard it somewhere before.
Gentle, smooth, then turning into a high pitch, the melody seemed full of indescribable hope, yet also contained infinite sorrow, making one feel an overwhelming urge to weep upon hearing it.
Clink!
