"Qianyan has gotten married long ago. Yaowan, along this path, go on a left-turn. The third room is hers." The white-haired old zither player looked at the shore across incredulously. It was clear that this person in Fengli City who didn't know about Qianyan was extremely strange, but he still kindly pointed out the path on the other end.
Looking at the back on the other side of the shore, the old zither player stroked his white beard. He had some doubts on his face. He seemed to have seen this face somewhere before.
The old zither player thought for a while, frowning, but he still had no clue. He patted his head and sighed that he was "old" and slowly walked back to continue teaching the young zither player to play the zither.
At that time, the other side of the world followed the dire
