Chapter 350: Play the Zither!_1

"It seems the answer is obvious, isn’t it?"

Yin Tian shrugged his shoulders at his second senior brother, "You cannot achieve fairness and justice, so why should I agree to your terms?"

As he spoke, Yin Tian turned his head to look at Sun Wuya, "Stop wasting time, kneel down quickly, and then we can leave."

Sun Wuya’s body trembled incessantly, his fists clenched tightly.

For him to kneel to Yin Tian was more torturous than killing him. He looked pleadingly at his senior brother, hoping that his senior brother could help him.

The senior brother let out a light sigh.

He could also see that Yin Tian was no ordinary person.

He didn’t want to have any conflict with someone like Yin Tian either.

But both of his junior brothers had fallen into Yin Tian’s hands, and as the senior brother, he had to help them save face no matter what!

"Brother, how about this, we compete in a match, and if I win, the grievances between you and my two junior brothers will be dissolved, how about that?"

Seeing The Four Sages’ senior brother speaking, Yin Tian also turned to look over.

"If everyone spoke like you, calm and composed, there would be no such trouble."

Yin Tian’s face wore a smile, "I can agree to your condition, but if I win, I hope you and your three junior brothers will bow and apologize to me, and it must be done in public, do you agree?"

The senior brother frowned.

He hadn’t even stated the terms of the bet, and Yin Tian had already agreed, with a confidence that left the senior brother feeling uneasy.

"Fine."

The senior brother eventually nodded, "I don’t know much else, but I play the ancient qin quite well. How about we compete with the qin?"

"Hmm."

Yin Tian agreed with a hum, offering no objection.

"Senior brother!"

Sun Wuya and Wu Xiaosi both looked at the senior brother with anticipation.

If the senior brother could win, they wouldn’t have to lose face in front of everyone!

"Rest assured, leave it to me."

The senior brother spoke slowly, then instructed aloud, "Go to my carriage and bring my qin over."

Sun Wuya and Wu Xiaosi didn’t dare to hesitate and immediately ran out of the exhibition hall.

Soon, the two returned.

Carrying an ancient qin, they approached the senior brother with caution.

"Just put it there."

The senior brother pointed at a table.

Right away, they placed the ancient qin on the table.

"Shall I go first?"

The senior brother turned to Yin Tian, "Or you first?"

"You go ahead, let me see what you’ve got."

Yin Tian spoke with a smile.

Hearing this, the senior brother had no reaction, but Sun Wuya and Wu Xiaosi glared at Yin Tian.

The senior brother was the earliest to join their master, and the one who had followed the longest. His qin art had even surpassed the master’s, yet Yin Tian dared to be so disdainful and impolite!

"Very well."

The senior brother shook his head at Sun Wuya and Wu Xiaosi, signalling for them not to exacerbate the conflict. He then approached the ancient qin, took a deep breath, and his hands were already on the strings.

Zheng!

With the first pleasing sound, a gentle and charming tune began to rise.

Everyone closed their eyes, listening intently to the exquisite music; the entire exhibition hall fell silent, all engrossed in listening.

Yin Tian’s fingers moved slightly, nodding gently as he listened, acknowledging the senior brother’s skill.

After about ten minutes, the senior brother stopped.

As the last string continued to quiver lightly, he already turned to look at Yin Tian, "How’s that?"

Yin Tian nodded slowly, his face wearing an appreciative look, "Not bad."

Not bad...

The senior brother’s brow furrowed slightly.

This time was his best performance, even he had become immersed in his own interpretation, reaching a state of self-forgetfulness.

Yet such a level, in Yin Tian’s mouth, had only earned a mere "not bad"?

"You have a strong musical sense, and your technique is very skilled. However, as someone who studies qin playing, you should know what the highest realm of qin performance is, right?"

Yin Tian spoke slowly.

The senior brother was taken aback and stared at Yin Tian in surprise, without speaking.

"You are a decent person, presumably devoted to the performance of the ancient qin. It’s just that your perception might be somewhat lacking."

Yin Tian stepped forward, approaching the senior brother, "Since that’s the case, I’ll give you a chance to see how the ancient qin should truly be played."

The senior brother still did not speak, simply stepping aside to see if Yin Tian had true knowledge and skill or if he was just putting on an act!

Yin Tian rolled up his sleeves, his slender fingers resting on the qin strings.

Su Qinwei and the other girls all looked at Yin Tian expectantly, curious to know what kind of piece he would play.

Under everyone’s gaze, Yin Tian’s fingers finally began to pluck the strings...