"Si Lingxi!"
"Which Si Lingxi?"
"The world's only Fire Phoenix from Southern Border Phoenix Mountain, Si Lingxi."
"She is also..."
"Also Lu Lang's close confidante. I now call her Sister Lingxi."
"..."
The old lady carefully looked at Liu Qingyan, trying to find any trace of deceit on her face.
After looking for a long time, she found nothing.
"How is it possible?"
The old lady was incredulous, her eyes filled with disbelief as she looked at Lu Zheng.
Liu Qingyan bit her silver teeth. Originally, it was impossible, but who could blame Lu Zheng for being so outstanding?
He defeated Wansong Daoist at chess, surpassed the world's top chefs in cooking, and had a perspective better than the Spring and Autumn Annals Historian.
His musical talents were exceptional, and his painting skills amazed the world.
One tune of "Phoenix Order," one painting of "Phoenix Maiden Playing the Zither," even Si Lingxi couldn't help but be moved by Lu Zheng.
