313 Seven Questions for Musicians

Ye Qingxuan was in the library of the ancient mansion.

"The Resonance level?" Lola asked lightly. "It’s simple."

"Oh?" Ye Qingxuan’s eyes brightened. "How simple?"

"Didn’t you become an official musician after dying a few times?" Lola side-eyed him. "Just die a few more times."

Ye Qingxuan’s expression twisted. This woman really held grudges! Ye Qingxuan had only stayed inside the academy and given himself a break for half a month!

"Miss Lola, please accept my small offering." He sighed. Taking out the bag of blood he had prepared, he pushed it over cautiously. Lola glanced over and weighed it in her hands. Satisfied, she accepted it. Lola’s best trait was that she accepted when she saw something good and never insisted on too much. Working with a shrewd woman was straightforward. There were no cons other than having to shed a lot of blood.