Chapter 547

"Please wait a moment, Mr. Benedict, and everyone else."

Benedict also felt a bit embarrassed and laughed dryly.

"I never thought things would escalate to this point."

"But being able to hear Mr. Su live is, in a way, a blessing in disguise... haha..."

He chuckled a few more times, but since no one in the audience joined in, he could only fall silent.

Su Meng smiled faintly and said calmly.

"Since you are all world-renowned musicians, how about you critique a piece of our Long Kingdom's traditional art?"

"What I am about to sing is Yu Opera, one of the five major opera genres of our Long Kingdom, widely spread across the Ji, Lu, and Yu regions."

"Oh, mentioning these regions, I suppose you have no concept of them."

"Let me put it this way: the population covered by this genre is roughly equal to the entire population of the Lighthouse Country!"

"And there are exactly five such genres in the Long Kingdom!"

He had little goodwill toward most people present, so his words carried a touch of sarcasm.

Many of them heard this, and their expressions changed instantly.

Before they could retort, Su Meng continued on his own.

"I am not a professional opera actor; at best, I am just an enthusiast."

"Even so, I believe that performing this piece today is more than enough!"

His words immediately made everyone in the venue unable to hold back.

Andrew spoke up first.

"Su Meng! Mind your status!"

"Everyone here is a musician of international repute!"

"Many members of the world's top ten symphony orchestras are present!"

"You are just an unknown musician from the Long Kingdom. Do you really take yourself so seriously?"

Not only him, but many in the audience began to murmur among themselves.

Those words just now truly touched their sensitive nerves.

Fortunately, they were mindful of their identities as artists, so they did not shout out loud.

Su Meng snorted coldly and said no more.

He merely closed his eyes slightly and began to adjust his state.

It was time to give these foreigners a lesson!

Just as Benedict was about to speak, Wu Wu Guangren grabbed him.

Wu Wu Guangren's face showed a very strange expression.

"Mr. Benedict, I suggest you... find a few doctors first."

"Judging by this, Su Meng is truly enraged!"

Huh? Benedict was completely dumbfounded.

Enraged? What does that mean?

On the Long Kingdom's internet, the situation had already exploded.

"Damn! Su Meng is serious! Master Su is back in the game!"

"Can the Jiaozhu sing Yu Opera? How did I not know that?"

"What nonsense? Have you heard of 'Getting Up Early to Pick Up Manure'?"

"Damn it! These foreigners are truly no good."

"Although I don't know what Su Meng will sing, I have a feeling he won't be too serious."

"I just hurriedly listened to 'Xiao Cangwa I Left Dengfeng Small County' a few times; it's already getting to me."

"Didn't the Jiaozhu say he would change the lyrics? But what will he change them into?"

"F*** those foreigners! The Jiaozhu ascends to godhood!"

"To be honest, although the Jiaozhu has taken action, without the suona, I still feel uncertain."

At the Yu Opera Troupe of Yu Province, everyone was already filled with indignation, yet there was a faint sense of pride.

Su Meng has taken action to fight back, and the weapon he is using is Yu Opera!

Only the troupe leader remained somewhat calm; he thought carefully but still could not figure it out.

"We are all extremely familiar with this aria."

"Judging from the current situation, Su Meng is surely going to unleash his ultimate move."

"But 'Xiao Cangwa I Left Dengfeng Small County'... how can this aria be an ultimate move?"

The others were equally confused.

Someone spoke loudly.

"Troupe Leader, why think about this? We'll know in a moment!"

"The most important thing is that Su Meng is using Yu Opera to confront those top-tier musicians."

"Our Yu Opera is surely about to receive a huge wave of traffic!"

While they were speaking, Bai Xiao Ling had already returned with several Masters.

Everyone was carrying large and small bags.

Besides the instruments played by those guys, none of the instruments Bai Xiao Ling brought were missing.

Su Meng nodded and said lightly.

"Boys, let's go!"

"Let our suona troupe from the countryside of Dragon Country give these noble musicians a lesson!"

"Alright!" His words instantly excited the masters.

By now they had figured it out too.

What's there to be afraid of?!

Everyone's got one head and two legs — who's afraid of whom?

I've been blowing the suona for decades now!

Besides, Master Su is right here!

With Master Su around, why worry about holding the stage?

Oh right, forgot to tell you all.

Our Wang Family Troupe is the backbone of the Funeral Sky Team!

……

On stage, several masters nimbly arranged the chairs and took their seats one after another.

Bai Xiao Ling also sat down, holding an erhu, and calmly began tuning it.

The folk music department of the Imperial Capital Yinyuexue Academy was already in an uproar.

Hu Zhengyuan was also beaming with smiles.

These foreigners still don't understand what the name Su Meng truly means.

Care to learn about a causality weapon?

After thinking for a moment, he turned to explain to his students.

"This aria comes from the Yu Opera 'Juan Xi Tong,' about little Cang Wa being wronged, exiled to Luoyang for retrial and execution, and singing this aria along the way."

"Because by the time he reaches Luoyang, his head will fall to the ground, the entire tone is filled with sorrow."

"Filled with fear of death, and longing for life…"

Before he could finish, Xiao Ying cut him off directly.

"Teacher Hu, we already know — we've heard it several times just now."

"Please stop talking, the Sect Leader is about to begin!"

Hu Zhengyuan gave a helpless bitter smile and turned his gaze to the screen.

……

Wang Laowu took a deep breath and slowly brought the suona to his lips.

"Dee dee dee dee~~~ dee dee dee dee~~~~"