Chapter 395: Aftersound

When Chi was practicing, he secretly asked Liu Ruyan when no one was around.

How to sing a song well.

The other party replied that in addition to practicing repeatedly, one also needs to sing with heart.

And this song and lyrics are simply about her experience.

At the darkest moment in Penglai, almost everyone believed that the glory of the past could never be restored. Only she believed that things would turn around.

She clearly remembered the day when she announced that she would leave Penglai and go to the six countries on the mainland. The residents on the island all showed expressions of disbelief, and very few people agreed with this approach. She almost withstood the pressure of the entire island, prepared herself without anyone to follow her, and decided on a date to leave.

As a result, on that day, before the morning turned white, there were hundreds of people standing at the door of her palace with large and small bags.

It is because of their support that she has never had a single regret in the past five years.

So if you sing with your heart, just think of it as singing your own story.

Looking at the people clenching their fists below the stage, Chi raised his voice to the peak when the last chorus came——

"It's better to burn than to linger!"

"For the beauty in my heart——"

“Don’t compromise until you get old!”

——This is the story of the Dragon of Penglai!

The moment the sound ended, the entire square burst into thunderous applause, and many people even shed tears.

In just one song, everyone not only saw a striving and unyielding image, but also seemed to see their own shadow.

But whether the two are going the same way or going in opposite directions depends on each person.

Mo Yun turned his head and quietly rubbed his eyes.

Li sniffed again and again, not hiding his emotion at all.

Only Xia Fan and Ning Wanjun were least affected.

Needless to say, Xia Fan, but the princess didn't have that nerve at all. Even if her heart was boiling, she only wanted to show off with the enemy on the battlefield.

But no matter what, Chi's first concert was finally a great success.

Xia Fan secretly thought that in this way, the last obstacle to her becoming an idol was completely removed.

…

In the attic on the other side of the square.

Looking at the gradually dispersing crowd, the young masters and scholars stood in front of the window, speechless for a long time.

It wasn't until everyone was almost gone that Mr. Hu murmured in a low voice, "Next time at the cocktail party... I'll quit."

"What - what did you say?" someone asked in surprise.

He took a deep breath and said, "I just feel that the books at home have not been opened for a long time."

"No way, you've already passed your prime years, and you still want to break through the provincial examination?"

"Well... I also want to take a break."

"Mr. Qi, even you -"

"Sorry, I find that I spend too much time on socializing and socializing..."

"Then what will happen to our cocktail party? After the great talent Zhou left, there will not be many people. Mr. Chen, don't you want to give me some advice? Hello, Mr. Chen?"

"Just do whatever you want."

Mr. Chen smashed his wine glass on the ground and walked out of the room without looking back, leaving the noise of everyone behind him.

He didn't want his partners to find out that he had lost all face.

After leaving the attic, the cold night wind gradually calmed him down.

But that song is still echoing in my mind.

Closing his eyes, he seemed to be able to see the figure of the singer moving forward.

Mr. Chen realized that... he had been wrong from a long time ago.

In other words, he has known it for a long time, but he has just been unwilling to face it.

Achieving a passing grade in the provincial examination already requires all your efforts, let alone the national examination where capable candidates are gathered? This road was too difficult and he chose to retreat.

But we can’t look back on the past, so what can we do even if we realize it?

Mr. Chen raised his head and looked at the stars in the night sky——

He wasted so much time.

Is it too late to correct it now?

…

A week later, in the dungeon of the Privy Council of the Secretariat.

Phil Carter was already a little desperate.

He knew that the elves in Jinxia City could not have language communication problems. He declared his identity to the jailer many times, hoping to be treated as a captain should, at least not being imprisoned in this dank and dark cell, but there was never any reply from the other side.

Not only that, the first mate, second mate, helmsman and others who were imprisoned here were taken out one after another, but except for the bloody anklet which was sent back to the cell, none of them came back.

After being detained for a week, Feilin no longer had the strength to shout. The only facilities provided here were porridge and water that smelled of rancidity and a thin bedding. Rats like to live in such a place, but humans can't. He doesn't know whether what awaits him in the end is to be dragged out and beheaded, or whether he will rot like mud here.

Just as he was praying to the Moon Goddess for mercy, footsteps were heard in the corridor.

The jailer wasn't the only one hearing the voice.

The captain couldn't help but shrink back and leaned against the cold wall, waiting for his fate to come.

They are finally taking action on themselves.

The first one to appear was the jailer. He hung the torch on the wall, took out the key and opened the cell door, and then made a gesture of invitation.

Then a silver-haired woman walked into the cage.

The pair of slender high-heeled shoes beat the ground rhythmically, which also made Feilin realize that the visitor was not a person from the six continental countries, but a citizen of the Ocean Region!

Could it be that...the envoy from the Kingdom of Natantine has arrived at Jinxia City?

"Excuse me, your Excellency..." he asked expectantly.

"Olina Okan." The woman's slightly opened lips were as red as blood under the light of the torch. It was really beautiful, but it also made Feilin's heart sink slightly.

He didn't see any sharp fangs, and the other party's ears didn't seem to be too long... This meant that the other party was not a Natantine noble, and he couldn't even be considered a descendant. Naturally, he couldn't be an envoy of the kingdom.

"No need to guess, I believe in Hera, which is not the same as your moon god." Olina dragged a chair and sat down in front of him, "What's your name?"

"Phylline Carter, the captain of the Invincible and the senior officer of the Fourth Fleet, I have said this countless times." The captain said angrily, "Since you are also from the Ocean Region, you should know that prisoners should be treated differently according to their status. I Require--"

"That's not my business, Mr. Captain." Wearing this elegant palace robe and talking in the language of her hometown, Olina seemed to have returned to the time when she was an ambassador. "Mainlanders don't like this. They treat Captives have their own ways."

"Wha, what kind of method?" He suddenly felt a chill on his back.

"It depends on the value of the prisoner itself." Olina said calmly, "They don't want ransom."

"You mean, my crew...have..."

The dragon girl shook her head and did not answer.

But the look on his face already indicated the answer.

Feilin took a breath. The first reaction was how Jin Xia dared to execute the empire's high-ranking prisoners at will. The second reaction was that they even dared to attack the fleet. The name of Natatin may not be very useful here. After swallowing, he looked at Olina, "Since you can't care about this, what are you doing here?"

"Interrogating you, by the way... to measure your value." Olina fiddled with her silver hair.