C42 (1/2)

Nanmen Guo'er was stunned for a moment before she burst out laughing. She didn't expect to run into the Heavenly Note Sect. This was truly a strange fate. But was the family of a disciple of the Heavenly Note Sect so arrogant?

A cold glint appeared in Nanmen Guo'er's eyes. However, since he had fallen into her hands today, then it was really … Misfortune.

”Young Master, I heard that the Wu Clan's daughter has already returned due to the matter of taking in a disciple. Should I invite the Young Master over?” After all, that Wu Xinshu was a disciple of the Heavenly Note Sect and not an ordinary person.

Nanmen Guo'er looked up at him and asked, ”Call him?” Why did you call him? ”Are you here to listen to music?”

Noticing that Nanmen Guo'er was unhappy, Thousand Creations smiled awkwardly and hastily said, ”Then I won't cry out anymore.” In any case, this information would be sent to him immediately. Even if he didn't call out, he would still rush over quickly.

The private rooms on the third floor were quite unique. They were completely separated by silk, and red muslin curtains fluttered around each room. Through the curtains, one could see that not far away, there was a person resting and taking a seat.

This Immortal abode was truly a good place.

”May I know how Sir's song will be played?” As she spoke of the competition, the faint arrogance on the face of the Zither Immortal was once again restored.

Nanmen Guo'er rubbed her chin and suddenly said with a smile, ”How about this? Let's play a song together. We both know our strengths and weaknesses.” When experts exchanged blows, they would know after a try. The sound of the zither rang out. Even if no one made it clear, they could still hear the difference.

Qin Xian nodded, ”No problem. There are two zithers here. Sir, please choose first.”

”Don't be in such a hurry, Miss Qin Xian.” Nanmen Guo'er suddenly laughed, ”The process of the competition is clear. As for the result, we'll have to have a bet before we can enjoy ourselves.”

A bet?

The Zither Immortal smiled in his heart. Did he really think that he could win? He actually wanted to gamble...

”Young master, what do you want to bet on?” Qin Xian asked with a faint smile. Her eyes were filled with confidence.

”If this young master wins, can Miss Qin Xian come with me?” Nanmen Guo'er's eyes narrowed as she smiled. Her voice was calm and natural, but the words that came out startled Qin Xian and Qian Kun.

From the start, Qin Xian had guessed that Nanmen Guo'er was competing in order to get close to her, but she had always thought that she was only competing in order to get close to her. She had never thought that Nanmen Guo'er would ask her to leave with him.

Compared to the Zither Immortal, Qian Yi was even more astonished. He thought to himself, ”Could it be that the South Gate Fruit is deliberately competing with the Zither Immortal for the sake of obtaining her?” But what did she want the Zither Immortal for? Moreover, she could defeat Zither Immortal? Is that possible?

”My apologies Sir, the zither immortal cannot agree to this condition.” Qin Xian said with a serious expression, ”As long as Qin Xian is here, I cannot decide for myself.”

”Then wouldn't it be fine if you win?” Nanmen Guo'er's voice faintly came over, causing Qin Xian to be stunned. Nanmen Guo'er continued to speak with a smile when she saw this, ”Could it be that Miss Qin Xian thinks that you can't beat me? ”Alright, tell me what Miss Qin Xian wants if she wins.”

Unable to compete? Of course not! How could she lose!? Then let's bet!

”Qin Xian doesn't want anything, she'll just treat it as a gift for young master to listen to.” Qin Xian faintly smiled. Her voice was brimming with confidence, as if this was the result of the match.

Hearing this, the corner of South Gate Fruit'er's mouth curled up and she immediately clapped. ”Since that's the case, then let Miss Qin Xian choose the zither.”