Chapter 552

Hearing this eerie sound, their faces turned black.

Finally, one covered their ears.

Another let both ears droop.

Otherwise, if they kept listening like this, they might truly go mad.

"People pay to hear violin music—you're trying to kill us!"

Hearing the sound like sawing wood, Han Feng's mouth twitched.

Even a beginner shouldn't be able to produce such a tone.

In a certain sense, Faxianxiao Sect really is a genius in this regard.

Especially since she seemed completely unaware of it, fully immersed in her playing.

This scene made Han Feng think of a pair of "Wolong Fengchu."

One was Conan from Detective Conan.

He had perfect pitch, yet was tone-deaf.

His singing was completely off-key.

And like Faxianxiao Sect, he didn't realize it either.

As for the other,

it was naturally Fat Tiger from Doraemon.

His strange voice was even worse than those two.

If these three held a concert together,

Good grief!

It was unimaginable.

Truly, this tune belongs only in hell—rarely heard in the mortal world! Chuan.

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The creaking violin sound gradually spread to other areas of the manga shop.

Except for customers in the silent zone, everyone heard it.

Instantly, all wore expressions of agony.

"My god, what is this sound? So piercing! My scalp is tingling!"

"It sounds like sawing wood—is the boss sawing a chair?"

"No, look over by the counter—it's a girl playing an instrument."

"Really? But what instrument is that? Why is it so awful?"

"Hmm, I think it's not the instrument's fault—probably the person's."

"Agreed. The instrument was the boss's reward; it shouldn't be this bad."

"Aww, such a nice girl—why did she get these hands?"

After locating the source of the music, the shop's customers all wore complex expressions.

Some were troubled, some pained, some sympathetic.

But "eight-six-zero" had one thing in common,

that none of them wanted to hear such a piercing sound again.

In a certain phrase, their sanity was plummeting.

Noticing the stares from everyone in the shop, especially some acquaintances,

Yingmei could no longer hold back and interrupted Faxianxiao Sect's "brilliant" performance.

"Ah, what, what's wrong? I haven't finished yet?"

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Seeing Yingmei wake her up, Faxianxiao Sect looked displeased.

She never thought playing an instrument was that fun before.

But now that she tried, she felt she'd discovered a new world.

The feeling of being lost in the world of music was truly amazing!

No wonder the street singer loved it so much.

I, Faxianxiao Sect, will become the number one violinist in Teyvat!

"Look behind you…"

Seeing Faxianxiao Sect was distracted, Yingmei pointed behind her.

"Behind? What's wrong behind?"

Faxianxiao Sect turned around in confusion and saw all the customers staring at her.

Their eyes held a haunting gaze.

In anime terms,

this scene showed everyone in the shop with blackened heads and glowing red eyes.

As if a hidden volcano was about to erupt.

Now, even if Faxianxiao Sect was slow-witted, she finally realized.

Probably her "melodious" violin had disturbed them.

She quickly put the violin behind her back and laughed awkwardly.

"Uh, that was just to liven things up… since you don't like it, forget it."

Seeing this, no one paid her any further attention.

He withdrew his gaze and continued reading his manga.

But one person's eyes sparkled brightly at Little Paimon.

"If this music were paired with my newly developed liquor, wouldn't the impact be explosive?"

Diona's eyes brimmed with excitement.

Although she also thought it sounded bad.

But as long as it was useful, that was enough.

Hmm,

After finishing the manga, I'll go find her.

See if she's willing to perform regularly at the Cat's Tail Tavern.

"Is my playing really that awful?"

Turning around, Little Paimon looked deeply dejected.

I was playing seriously, after all.

"What do you say, my violin master?"

Ying stepped forward and ruffled the other's cheek irritably.

As payment for the earlier pollution of my ears.

But looking at this face, it just felt inappropriate.

"Forget it, revert to your original form—otherwise, I fear you'll ruin Gongyuan Xun's reputation across Teyvat."

Ying waved her hand.

"Alright!"

Little Paimon reluctantly reverted to her original form.

"Why be upset? Just ask Barbara for advice later, won't that solve it?"

Han Feng smiled faintly, then handed over a brand-new cake.

"Here, have some cake."

"Wahhh, Chef Cui is the only one who truly cares for me! Unlike Ying, who just looks down on me."

Little Paimon's eyes welled up with tears.

True loyalty shows in hardship!

Little Paimon finally knew who cared for her most!

I must repay Chef Cui well in the future.

Hmm,

Plan Step Two must be accelerated!