AZI: The History Shattering Burial of a Selfish Lunatic Vol 5 to ???

AZI Volume 6 Chapter 20

As Long Hua plays the flute, Wu Xiao—who is able to hear the intent behind the tune can't help but frown.

"..."

Despite wanting to say something, Wu Xiao finds it difficult to do so.

The sound of the tune is by no means bad, if anything, it's quite good.

In fact, it was much better than what it was last time, and that is exactly what makes it difficult for Wu Xiao to say anything.

As soon as Long Hua finishes the first tune, Wu Xiao remarks—

"Why do I feel like... You're purposefully trying to anger me with that tune, so that I would change my condition to make you proprietor of this restaurant?"

"..."

Towards this question, Long Hua sets the flute down, and replies—

"Now what could you possibly be talking about?"

"The meaning behind that tune, it tells a story involving a man—who despite being married, would continue to go off, and engage in lascivious activities with other women. So busy he was with that—that he had neglected his wife until the end."

Hearing this from Wu Xiao, Long Hua raises an eye, as he drinks from his glass goblet, prior to remarking—

"Surnamed Wu, impressive listening skills you've got."

"Are you actually using that tune to imply that our marriage will be the same way?"

"I don't consider us a married couple. Our relationship is strictly business. What marriage is there to talk about ending in that way?"

Towards Long Hua's passive-aggressive way of answering her question, Wu Xiao picks up her goblet, and sips the wine with narrowed eyes.

"..."

Pressing the flute to his lips, Long Hua moves onto the second tune, and—

"..."

30 seconds into this tune, Wu Xiao shakes her head, and unable to contain herself, she raises her voice, to ask—

"Can't you play something normal? This one is the exact opposite of the first; it talks about a wife who cheats left and right."

Shrugging his shoulders, and setting the flute down, Long Hua replies—

"Ai, surnamed Wu, I don't really know your taste in music, and-"

"My taste in music is normal, nothing as nonsensical as what you were just playing."

"I'm not trying to make things difficult, but what exactly is your definition of normal?"

"..."

Glaring at Long Hua, who is clearly trying to make things difficult, Wu Xiao sighs, and asks—

"The tune you played during the auction. Who was it addressed to?"

"..."

Blinking his eyes at the question, Long Hua answers—

"...My shizun."

"Play something involving them."

"Hmm."

With a solemn expression on his face, Long Hua closes his eyes in thought.

"..."

Pressing the flute to his lips, Long Hua recalls memories from his time at the Dao He Palace.

Dao He Palace, a place filled with artistic talent, where none are ugly.

Spirit foxes busied themselves with their individual crafts.