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The four arts—music, chess, poetry, and painting—seemed closely intertwined with Liu Wuxie's fate.
"Who will go first?" murmured the crowd as curious eyes alternated between Liu Wuxie and Zhou Liang, unsure which would go first.
"I'll go first!" Zhou Liang suddenly broke the silence. He moved to the center and gently placed his zither on the table. As his fingers glided through the strings, a cascade of beautiful notes filled the air, enveloping the boat in a delicate, enchanting melody.
Yin Jingwu, who had been tense, felt relief wash over him. Zhou Liang's performance was so masterful that it even surpassed Fu Hong.
"You probably don't know, but Junior Brother Zhou received a rare zither score last month, and his skills have reached the level of a grandmaster," a disciple whispered. His voice conveyed a hint of satisfaction; he had deliberately kept this information hidden to lure Liu Wuxie into accepting the challenge.
Murong Yi, observing from the side, furrowed her brows even deeper. Zhou Liang's performance was impeccable, matching her own level of skill. A trace of worry flickered across her face as she recognized the precarious situation...
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