Lin Yun instantly recalled how Yue Weiwei’s flute music helped his comprehension in the past.

“A flute?” Situ Feihu was surprised before he smiled, “It’s rare to find experts in flute music in the Ancient Southern Domain. But it’s a pity that I have a senior in my family who’s an expert. Your flute music is useless against me.”

“Please listen then,” smiled Yue Weiwei as she raised her flute, revealing her fair hands from her red dress that left many people dazed.

“Sorry, but I won’t give you the chance.” Situ Feihu smiled cunningly as he noticed something unusual about Yue Weiwei a long time ago. Yue Weiwei’s appearance was breathtaking, so it would be troublesome if she combined it with her flute music.

The best way to deal with a genius who used music was to stop them from playing music. Gently tapping his interspatial pouch, Situ...