Chapter 333 The First Fire

After the music ended, Yang Fan lingered in its afterglow, seemingly having forgotten the original purpose of his visit until the sound of the zither completely faded away. Only then did he open his eyes.

Rising to his feet, he looked towards the pavilion, where the woman still sat in her initial posture. Yang Fan could only see her silhouette from behind and her hair lifted by the breeze!

Yang Fan left the shade of the trees and walked over, his footsteps nearly silent.

Before reaching the pavilion, a young woman by her side whispered something in the ear of the woman playing the zither!

Too far away to hear what was said, Yang Fan continued lightly towards them without hesitation.

It was only when he got close that Yang Fan could clearly see the woman's face and her temperament. Only then did he understand why her music was so ethereal and distant. Sitting before Yang Fan, gently stroking the ancient zither, was a woman who startled him;