"What are you holding in your hand?" The girl from the Sand Clan didn't answer Liu Ming's question. Instead, she looked at the silvery-white flute in his hand with interest.
It was the first time Liu Ming had heard the girl speak, her voice as delicate and clear as pearls slightly clinking.
"It's a flute, a common musical instrument," Liu Ming answered casually. The people of the Sand Clan were confined to this strange desert, almost completely cut off from the outside world, so it wasn't strange they didn't know about flutes.
"We have musical instruments here too, but this is the first time I've seen a flute. However, it sounds very nice. I like it a lot!" the Sand Clan girl said with a laugh, her bright eyes twinkling like stars in Jiutian, making everything nearby seem dim in comparison.
"You flatter me, young lady," Liu Ming said, nodding slightly in acknowledgment, his face calm but a hint of doubt flashing through his mind.