When a person is in a high-ranking position, their words carry the law.

Chapter 191 Thorns

Chapter 191 Thorns
"squeak--"

The gray-clad youth suddenly pulled sharply, his voice shrill, causing Bai Ze's energy to surge and his blood to rise and fall.

Bai Ze felt as if the bow of the erhu was pulling on his meridians, causing his meridians to be stabbed by the qi, and even his heart felt as if it was being pulled into sync with the erhu.

But looking at the people around them, they were not affected at all, and even had the leisure to judge how well the erhu was played.

'Simply use the flow of Qi to guide my internal energy and blood circulation, rather than using sound wave techniques.'

Bai Ze sensed the truth behind the restless energy flow, smiled slightly, extended his right hand, placed it on the pulse point of his left arm, and whispered, "Energy resonance."

Then, he flicked his fingers on the pulse point, causing the qi to vibrate and, in turn, influence the other person along with the erhu sound.

It sounds difficult, but with words spoken, laws follow; Bai Ze can do anything.

The moment the fingers plucked the strings, the originally melodious erhu sound suddenly changed, plunging into a high note.

The gray-clad youth, who had been lost in thought with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them and looked at Bai Ze with surprise.

Then, he smiled slightly, did not resist forcefully, and followed Bai Ze's energy to play the erhu.

The melody shifts from gentle and melodious to tragic and heroic, with a brisk rhythm, creating a mournful song.

Then, a sudden turn of events, subtle and delicate, evokes a sense of sorrow.

"Farewell My Concubine?"

The young man in gray looked even more surprised.

Bai Ze actually used the energy to guide him to play "Farewell My Concubine".

Good heavens, using meridians as strings and qi as sound, isn't this level of internal skill a bit too profound?

Bai Ze was quite surprised that the other party had actually played "Farewell My Concubine" on the erhu.

Both of them showed surprise. The gray-clad youth turned his gaze and continued to follow Bai Ze's energy, playing "Farewell My Concubine." The music once again stirred Bai Ze's energy, causing his blood and qi to tremble.

Since you want to play the tune, then so be it.

Fine, I'll do as I please.

Bai Ze understood the other party's meaning, and then suddenly changed the tune, causing the erhu to produce a warm and smooth melody.

For some reason, the tone seemed to have a seductive quality.

"The Eighteen Touches?"

Someone on the street guessed and then burst out laughing: "The Eighteen Touches!"

As expected of a top student from Yujing Martial Arts University, there are indeed people who can identify a piece of music just by its melody.

Judging from his scholarly attire, he must be from the Faculty of Arts.

Literature professors like to dress like this to highlight their talent.

Following the example set by those above, literature students also began to dress as Confucian scholars.

"Ha ha ha ha······"

The students around him were taken aback at first, then burst into laughter.

"Senior Jingjie, why are you playing 'Eighteen Touches'?"

"Brother Jingjie is truly quite like the ancients in his romantic style."

The young man in gray sitting on the roof initially struggled to hold back, but after hearing the laughter, he also showed a happy expression and continued pulling.

After finishing a passionate rendition of "Eighteen Touches," the gray-clad youth stood up and bowed to the crowd around him as if performing in the Golden Hall of the Divine Luo Empire.

Then, he smiled and said, "Thank you, Bai Ze, for the concerto, which allowed me to finish this passionate piece. Let's give him a round of applause."

As he spoke, he put away his erhu and clapped a series of crisp and cheerful applause.

The people on the street were greatly surprised to hear that "Bai Ze also did it." They searched the surrounding area but could not find any trace of Bai Ze.

Looking at the roof again, the young man in gray had already disappeared.

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In the center of Baiyujing, stands the Yujing Tower.

The young man in gray pushed open the door and entered, only to see Bai Ze leaning against a pillar with his arms crossed. "I didn't expect the president of the Renxia Society to have such leisure and refined tastes?" Bai Ze said with a smile.

Only the presidents of the twelve clubs and the president of the student council are allowed to enter this place.

Combined with the name called out by passersby earlier, the identity of the young man in gray was naturally revealed.

The president of the Renxia Society is Jingjie.

Jingjie looked ordinary, like a young street singer, a regular at a foot massage parlor who could play "Eighteen Touches". At first glance, it was hard to believe that he was also a master.

The president of the Renxia Society is a top student in the combat department. In terms of the destructive power of his moves alone, Jing Jie ranks among the top students in Yujing Martial Arts University.

Furthermore, he is a five-star martial artist, ranking fourth on the news agency's list of heroes.

"I didn't expect that a top freshman could play 'Eighteen Touches'. It seems that this junior has a very rich private life."

Jingjie laughed and replied in a humorous tone.

The two exchanged glances and both smiled.

Although they had never met before, Bai Ze felt that this was someone worth befriending.

The Renxia Society has always had a good reputation, and the Renxia Guild that developed from it has produced many famous modern-day heroes.

Although Bai Ze considers himself to have a dark side, he still enjoys making friends with good people.

As for Jingjie's opinion on Bai Ze...
Those who are favored by good people are, of course, good people themselves.

Anyway, Bai Ze thought he was a good person.

"Alright, let's go. We can talk about this later. Let's go to the meeting now."

After laughing, Jingjie waved her hand and said, "Those legal and political machines are here too, I don't want to be talked about by them."

With that, he took the lead and strode upstairs.

The Yujing Tower has five floors, with a spacious hall on the top floor, where many people have already arrived.

Looking at the number of people, there were exactly eleven, no more and no less, except for Bai Ze and Jing Jie.

"You're too late."

Yun Shu looked at the two of them with a cold expression and said indifferently.

At this point, he could no longer feign a friendly expression. Since he had already broken ties with Bai Ze, Yun Shu simply stopped pretending.

Moreover, he had previously failed to break through due to a lightning strike from Bai Ze and suffered a backlash, so even with his deep thoughts, he couldn't muster a smile at this moment.

"I'm so sorry, I'm late and I've kept you all waiting."

Jingjie spoke with a smile, showing no sign of apology, and sat down directly in her seat.

With him sitting down, the remaining seat will be Bai Ze's.

Bai Ze glanced at Yun Shu and laughed, "Sorry, I drive a Mazda, unlike you all who drive luxury cars. There was a traffic jam on the way."

"Pfft-"

Jingjie couldn't help but laugh out loud.

This excuse is so flimsy, they can't even be bothered to put on a show.

Where in Baiyujing would you find a car to drive?

Yun Shu's face was visibly grim as he looked at Bai Ze, seemingly trying to discern something from him.

Unfortunately, within the White Jade Capital, injuries in reality can be completely eliminated, and Yun Shu cannot discern Bai Ze's condition at all.

Just like Bai Ze, he couldn't tell how serious Yun Shu's injuries were.

In this Jade Capital, Yun Shu was at the peak of her life.