Auction at the End of the Year

The music stopped. Ye Wuchen, Yu Sheng and Loulan Xue all came to Ye Futian's court. Shen Yu stood beside him blankly.

Ye Futian turned around and asked, "Why are you staring at me like that?"

"What happened to you?" Yu Sheng asked. Ye Futian often told him that music could convey one's spirit. He had heard Ye Futian's music many times, so he became quite sensitive to music artistic conception. He was not talented enough, but the artistic conception in the music that Ye Futian had just played was too strong to ignore. After leaving the Eastern Barren Territory, it had been a long time since Ye Futian last showed such a spirit in his music. The end of his music was very sharp and powerful.

Yu Sheng had never heard this piece before.

"I just need to vent. Is there any problem?" Ye Futian stared at Yu Sheng, wondering how he saw through it. What had happened these days made him a little upset and depressed.

"I can't even ask?" Yu Sheng grumbled.