Murong Xuan's Encounters, The Infinity Guqin Banquet Begins

Once Chu Kuangren had spoken, that white-robed guqin master immediately felt intimidated.

Li Changyin looked toward Chu Kuangren and said calmly, "Brother Chu, I think your comment is too unjust. We just wanted to admire Brother Murong's guqin skills."

"Oh, even when he said he can't, he must still oblige to your demands?"

"We're here at the guqin festival to share our guqin skills. If he doesn't know how to, what is he even doing here?" the white-robed guqin master said.

"We can eat or sleep wherever we want. What's in it for you to control what we do? Even the host, Lady Yang, has not said a single word. What makes you think you've earned the right to call the shots here?"

Chu Kuangren stared at the white-robed guqin master.

In that instant, the white-robed guqin master felt as if he was glared at by an archaic wild beast. An inexplicable coldness shot through his bones.