Tong Xiyang glanced at Xu Tianqing and laughed, "Sixth Sister, don't blame yourself. Our Tong Mansion has many capable women, and one untalented person like you won't ruin our reputation!" She implied that Xiqiu was untalented and ignorant.
The atmosphere turned cold in an instant.
The matter started because of her playing the zither, making Tong Xiyu somewhat embarrassed. She murmured in a voice as low as a mosquito buzz, "Sister, please stop talking. It's all my fault!"
Xu Tianqing frowned. As an outsider, he couldn't say much, but Tong Xiyang's constant targeting of Xiqiu made him quite displeased.
Tong Minzhi's eyes were full of slyness. He whispered something into Tong Quanzi's ear, who then said with great curiosity, "I heard that Third Sister once begged Lady to invite Aunt Song back to teach you dance. So, Third Sister must be great at dancing. Why not dance for us, while Eighth Sister plays the zither?"
