This guqin looked very ordinary. It was not even as special as the guqins that Qu Moying had seen in those music instrument stores. Even though the dust on it had been wiped away, it still looked grayish and insignificant.

Qu Moying sat in front of the guqin and stretched out her hand to pluck the strings a few times. Her eyes lit up. Upon first sight of this guqin, she did not have any thoughts about it, but now she immediately determined that this guqin was a good one. ...