Mei Zihua violently coughed on Dual Moon Lake after the strings on his zither snapped, and the blood he threw out was splashed on the zither. But this added a wisp of gentleness on his dashing face.

Clutching his chest, Mei Zihua unwillingly looked at Lin Yun before placing his hand on the zither. Mei Zihua didn’t want to give up, but Lin Yun naturally wouldn’t give him a chance.

As sonic booms echoed, Lin Yun stepped forth with a golden crow appearing behind him. He then ...