Chapter 362 - The Three Thousand Great Dao Paths Lead to the Same Destination

Jiang Hao awoke and swiftly noticed something off with the system data.

“It seems that mastering the zither is no simple feat after all!”

“Maybe this is what they mean by ‘the 3000 Great Daos; different paths leading to the same destination.'”

A flicker of enlightenment crossed Jiang Hao's mind.

His perspective on the art of zither playing had evolved.

The ancients showcased one's cultivation through the four great talents: zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting. There was indeed a profound reason for the zither's premier status.

“Perhaps the other three talents are not as straightforward as they appear. I should delve deeper into them when time permits,” Jiang Hao mused to himself.

Unbeknownst to him, outside in the venue, Feng Nichang's fans were in an uproar!

As the music ceased, they were jolted back to reality, their faces awash with nostalgia and wonder.

”Oh my God! Was that Fairy Feng's zither prowess?”

“It was so beautiful, I wish I could hear it just once more!”

“Ah ~ Ah ~ Ah ~! I can't believe I forgot to record it!”

......

Meanwhile, Jiang Hao and the rest backstage remained oblivious to the commotion.

Then, stepping forward, she turned her gaze to Jiang Hao, her eyes brimming with curiosity. With deep respect, she gave Jiang Hao a formal bow.

“Having listened to the master's music, I've gained much insight. Thank you for your guidance, sir!”

Feng Nichang's actions took everyone by surprise.

The staff members, in particular, were stunned. Their ethereal Fairy Maiden was bowing to a mere commoner, and with such profound respect?

And just moments ago, they hadn't given this ‘commoner' a second glance!

Now, they were filled with unease.

Jiang Hao, witnessing Feng Nichang's bow, did not demur. He felt worthy of such respect.

With a slight smile, he rose from his seat and responded.

“Miss Feng, please stand. I merely played a piece. That you could glean something from it speaks to your own talent.”

Soong Wan, hearing this, finally understood.

She looked at Jiang Hao, her face beaming with pride. This was her man, Soong Wan's man: exceptional at all times!

She helped Feng Nichang up, then added with a touch of sass.

“Sister Nichang, wouldn't you agree that Brother Hao would make an excellent musician for you?”

Just then, a series of urgent knocks echoed at the door.

“Knock, knock, knock!”