Dullness, bewilderment, confusion.
After a long while, the Old Celestial Master sitting on the stone chair in his cave dwelling let out a sigh. He closed his eyes, stretched out his hand, covered his eyes, and vigorously rubbed them.
"Are you two serious?"
Zhou Li and Tang Wan had just completed an impressive performance inside the Old Celestial Master's cave dwelling.
So impressive that even the Old Celestial Master, who had seen Samadhi True Fire, was flabbergasted.
What in the world is this?
Are they even human?
How did they manage to play every one of those eighteen types of musical instruments so badly, so cringe-worthy, and so grating to the ears?
The epileptic could have had an episode and still played the lute better than you guys.
For a moment, the Old Celestial Master didn't know what to say, and in the end, all feelings turned into a liberating laugh.
"Fine, I agree."
"What?! He agreed?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
