Chapter 227: The Main Force is Tired, I am the Substitute

April 26th, afternoon.

The sun lazily sprinkled warmth across Zhengjia Village's courtyard, embellishing this ordinary day with a touch of warmth.

Chen Yun, engrossed in his own telekinetic accompaniment, couldn't help but burst into song.

For a moment, the small courtyard became the simplest yet purest karaoke booth.

The local fishermen, drawn by the melodious yet slightly unusual singing, occasionally paused their hurried steps to cast curious glances at the tightly closed gates.

Perhaps they wanted to ask why, in this day and age, someone still listened to music with such poor sound quality, and where they bought a sound system that could emit such a link to avoid a potential disaster.

Or perhaps they wanted to say that playing music in the midst of the afternoon was, to some extent, a disturbance to the peace.

But regardless of whether it was out of curiosity or some other emotion.

These fishermen ultimately chose not to interfere.