“That’s not an easy riddle to solve,” smiled Lin Yun.

“I’m not giving you a riddle. The other half is just the other half. If you know, you know. If you don’t, then you don’t. It’s just like your flute music, you play song after song with bitterness from your relationships,” replied Luo Hua without any emotion in her voice. Lin Yun could sense a chill in her words.

He smiled awkwardly because he knew that he overshared last time when he was drunk. He talked about Xin Yan, Yue Weiwei, and Su Ziyao. So Luo Hua naturally knew more about him than how much he knew about her. So Lin Yun stopped probing. If Luo Hua didn’t want to share, she didn’t need to.

“Why don’t you tell me about your adventures outside? I heard that you killed Thunderclap Sword Demon, but I don’t know how you killed him. I believe it must have been exciting,” said Luo Hua while sitting down and playing the zither.

Lin Yun drank the Millennium Flame, listened to the music, and shared his adventures with Luo Hua. Occasionally, she would interrupt him and ask for more details. When she heard that Lin Yun had also grasped the noble tune, she suggested they play music...