I was the first person here in the past ten years? Lin Yun’s heart jolted. The old man’s words made him feel a chill run down his spine for some reason. If he couldn’t resist the zither music, would he become a corpse under the lake? If his mind was really affected by the music back then, would he run amok and die the moment he jumped down?

He had a feeling that the answer was something he couldn’t accept. Thinking about it, Lin Yun had a rough guess of the old man’s ...