Tianjizi and Tianjianzi both agreed to my proposal, and even Senior Sister Wang stepped forward, ready to treat everyone to a performance.
I pulled out my bamboo flute, intending to play something impassioned. Since we were all sword practitioners, I figured a rendition of "Laughter in the Red Dust" would be fitting. A few minor tweaks—changing it to "Laughter in the Cultivation World"—would surely make it thematic.
Just then, several newcomers approached. Judging by their attire and bearing, they were clearly not to be trifled with. More importantly, not just anyone can walk onto the Tianjian Sect’s fortress, especially not with such a flamboyant entrance.
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