Mei Zihua violently coughed on Dual Moon Lake after the strings on his zither snapped, and the blood he threw out was splashed on the zither. But this added a wisp of gentleness on his dashing face.

Clutching his chest, Mei Zihua unwillingly looked at Lin Yun before placing his hand on the zither. Mei Zihua didn’t want to give up, but Lin Yun naturally wouldn’t give him a chance.

As sonic booms echoed, Lin Yun stepped forth with a golden crow appearing behind him. He then turned into a streak of light, and the erhu bow in his hand hit the back of Mei Zihua’s hand. After he knocked Mei Zihua’s hand away, Lin Yun took a deep breath and said, “You lost.”

The surroundings fell into silence when a breeze blew, with everyone’s gazes becoming grave when they looked at Lin Yun. Although Lin Yun said this in a calm tone, they could sense a cold, killing intent being emitted from him. That was his killing intent after bearing it for a long time.

Everyone knew that Lin Yun was genuinely furious this time. Strictly speaking, Mei Zihua was defeated long ago, but because of his shamelessness, he fought Lin Yun again with his nine maids. But everyone...