TL: bluedreamsfairy

  PR2: Lazybug Meimei

  Ye Feng has always been cautious in handling affairs. Therefore, this explosion shouldn’t have happened by accident, but it was man-made…


  Yan Ziyuan immediately thought of that ghost-like red-clothed man sitting and watching from the side!

  Could it be that this entire abnormal situation… be his doing?! But, the musicians here and him didn’t share any injustice or hatred with each other, so why would he do that?

  So, she couldn’t help but glance at Ye Feng standing beside her: “You… Do you know what happened?”


  Ye Feng didn’t answer her. Instead, he suddenly pulled her behind him, assuming the position of defense. He glared at the cabin with a sharp and cold expression!

  “CLAP! CLAP! CLAP!” a sharp and clear sound of applause arose from the cabin, followed by a languid voice: “I never expected there would be such an expert on this ship. This lad’s talent is not bad, he could even come out alive from this kind of fire.”


  This voice was slightly husky, which was very pleasant to hear. It was precisely Xue Yilan’s.

  “I don’t know, and don’t wish to know what are your intentions in creating such a dangerous scene, but my Miss has no grudges towards you, so why would you try to harm her?” Ye Feng spoke heavily.

  “Do you really need to hate someone in order to kill them?” Xue Yilan lightly chuckled: “This one just feels it, that’s all.” His reply sounded natural, but it made everyone present petrified.

  If you like to kill, then kill; no need for a reason… This concept was too evil! What Great Master? He was clearly a demon!

  The people felt panicked as they watched at the obscured scenery surrounding them.

  “Who are you exactly?” someone questioned sternly.

  “This one is not a person…” Xue Yilan’s words floated around, as if they still carried the ominous influence of the kelpie, covering people’s back in cold air.

  He was not a person? Then he obviously wasn’t an immortal too! Could he be the devil of the legends?!

  “What… What is your purpose for coming here?”


  “To listen to your music and swap pointers with you,” Xue Yilan elegantly replied.

  The players gazed at each other blankly, and loosened a sigh in their hearts. If it was only to exchange some pointers about zither skills, then it shouldn’t put their lives to risk.

  “May we know how the Great Master wants to compare notes? Great Master’s level is top-notch and nobody can compete with Great Master.” Rong Yan suddenly had the courage to ask.

  “You mortals naturally won’t be able to catch up with me,” Xue Yilan criticized: “however, this one can let you fight together.”


  Fight together? What does it mean?

  Everybody didn’t understand, but luckily Xue Yilan continued to explain: “Eight people can group a team. If your music can suppress mine, then you win.”


  Everyone heaved a sigh of relief. Concerning who played better, they may not be his opponent. But if eight people allied together then they would win for sure! They just needed to produce the loudest sound and that will suffice.

  “Will you undo this smokescreen and let us go if we won?”


  “Certainly.”


  {tl: pfff pr: I wouldn’t mind being stuck with Xue Yilan for life…}

  “What if… we lost?”


  “If you lose… death awaits you!” Xue Yilan said casually.

  Some people on the boat didn’t lack temper. Although the skills of one of them were average, his kung fu was first-class, and only a small number were reputable under this vast sky. The leader was dissatisfied when he heard Xue Yilan’s words, and angrily protested: “Even if you really want us to have a match, then we must be mutually willing! The method you are using is a little scornful! We refuse to compete with you!”


  As soon as he finished talking, he felt like choking, and his body was suddenly lifted! He moved his four limbs while struggling desperately…