Miss Dong for Miss Dong

"Heh, heh, what a tough talker!"

The area was so quiet, but a chuckle could be heard at this time. Lu Zhouhe, who was sitting at the front of the room at a table, shook his head with a smile as he looked at Xu Que coldly. For a long time, he had been regarded as the Number 1 musician in First Realm City. Many musical experts admired his talents. Now, a nobody who said he was good at music had disdained Lu Zhouhe's composition. Lu Zhouhe would never tolerate such a grave provocation!

"You said you are good at music. You could play one of your compositions so that we can enjoy it. OK?" Lu Zhouhe sneered.

The rest of the people in the area also started to boo and hoot.

"Right! Mere verbal statements can't prove anything! You should show your genuine talent here!"

"Show us your best composition. If it is really good, we will forgive your rudeness!"

"Exactly! Just show us!"

This area was in a mess. Xu Que had become a public enemy.