Chapter 320: Damn, Perfect Pitch? The Master Can Play Any Instrument
Jiang Man heard the low murmur of discussion.
But she was utterly unaffected, transcending the world, focusing only on what was in her hands.
Her arms stretched out, her fingertips plucking the strings.
The first phrase she played dazzled everyone.
Then, the sound of the harp flowed melodiously, telling its tale.
When it reached the climax, it was tremendously stirring.
The whole piece was played so smoothly, it felt as though she had been practicing for many years.
Everyone was immersed in the beautiful music; the room fell silent in an instant, with not a sound to be heard.
The lingering sound wrapped around the beams, and everyone indulged in it, unable to extricate themselves.
Including Mrs. Lan Xiang, who stood at the doorway.