A Letter from Third Older Brother

Tomorrow was the day that Bai Luli and Zhuge Mingyue would get married. People from all over the Barren State had already arrived at Xuanwu City. This city, which lay to the north of Zhongzhou City, had not experienced such excitement for many years. The hype surrounding the event could even rival that from the time Zhuge Qingfeng took over as the head of the Zhuge Family back in the day.

In the bamboo forest within Mingyue's quarters on Crouching Dragon Mountain, the sounds of a guqin being played could be heard. Ye Futian was still playing the guqin, and he was still playing the Ukiyo Song as well. Right now, Ye Futian's eyes were tightly shut, as if he had entered a state of intense concentration. The Worldly Spiritual Qi in the space seemed to have stopped moving, and everything became clearer than before.