As soon as Luo Chen steadied himself, he heard a melodious and plaintive pipa tune.
"What exactly does this demon race mean?"
He frowned slightly and looked up. Xi Yue was sitting on the edge of the cliff playing the pipa. Her fingers moved smoothly and without any hesitation, and the music was delicate and lingering.
Luo Chen was slightly curious, so he stopped and listened carefully.
Why is this piece filled with sorrow and grief?
He muttered to himself, puzzled by the emotions expressed in the song.
Half an incense stick's time has passed.
As the music stopped, Xi Yue gently put away her pipa, slowly stood up from the rock, smiled at Luo Chen, and asked, "Young Master Luo Chen, did you hear the story in the music?"
He shook his head and said, "No, I don't understand music."
"What a pity. So, did I play it well?"
Xi Yue smiled sweetly, her face half-covered, yet she was so beautiful that one couldn't take their eyes off her.
"Miss Xiyue played very well, otherwise I wouldn't have stayed here to listen to the whole piece."
Luo Chen gave an affirmative answer and revealed a slight smile.
"This piece of music used to be the one I hated the most, but things are different now, and I have become the person in the music."
Xi Yue gave a bitter smile, her eyes filled with sadness.
"Although I don't understand the music, I did hear some sad sentiments."
"Oh? I didn't expect that Young Master Luo Chen could resonate with it."
Xi Yue's eyes lit up, as if she had met a kindred spirit.
I wouldn't dare call it resonance, but I've had a slight understanding of it.
"Young Master Luo Chen, would you be willing to help me?"
Xi Yue's face showed a pleading expression, her eyes flickering, which made people feel sorry for her.
Luo Chen said gently and calmly, "Miss Xi Yue, please speak freely."
"To be honest, I am the ninth princess of the Demon Clan. But not long ago, our father revealed to us that he was about to abdicate and wanted to choose the most outstanding person among us to inherit the throne. But I do not want to compete with them and only want to live a peaceful life. However, my older brothers and sisters do not intend to let me go. In fact, they do not want to let go of anyone except themselves."
Xi Yue let out a long breath and continued, "So I want Young Master Luo Chen to help me get rid of them and take me away from the Demon Realm, away from this heartless place."
“Miss Xiyue, how can I help you? You know that there are tens of thousands of powerful demons outside who are eyeing you covetously. At most, I can protect you inside, but I can't guarantee your safety once you're outside.”
Luo Chen spread his hands, revealing a helpless expression.
“Young Master Luo Chen, you only need to join forces with me here. Once we get out, my trusted men will cover our retreat.”
Xi Yue gave an affirmative answer.
“That’s fine. As long as Miss Xiyue stays close to me within the secret realm, I can guarantee her safety.”
Luo Chen said confidently.
"Young Master Luo Chen, thank you so much. Thank you for your help."
Xi Yue's eyes were filled with emotion, and she even ran up to him, wanting to take his hand.
Luo Chen suddenly raised his hand, and the ninth-order Thundercloud Sword appeared. This sight startled Xi Yue, who immediately stopped and prepared to defend herself.
However, Luo Chen suddenly spoke up: "Miss Xiyue, I'm sorry, I sensed a dangerous aura behind you just now, but that aura has disappeared now."
Upon hearing this, Xi Yue gave an awkward smile and withdrew her hands.
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