The true colour of calamity!

Spending a great deal of willpower, Li Moying barely maintained his look of expressionlessness.

He said lightly: "My Royal Mother really loved the qin, and certainly hoped I would keep the qin to find a real master who deserves it and treasure it. Third Young Miss Bai's qin skills are superb and without compare. If this qin does not follow Third Young Miss Bai, I am afraid I cannot find another owner. Why allow it to lie in the treasury forever?"

Li Moying's thin lips, they way he talked, all contained a kind of expensive and elegant grace.

His voice low and sweet. Even if he spoke indifferently, it carried a natural allure.

All the girls present, even knowing he was useless, could not help but involuntarily drag their eyes towards him.

Truly the colour of calamity!

Huang Yueli could not help but secretly ridicule.

She gently pushed away the ice jade qin.