"My approach is to play the flute." Lan Xiangzi looked at the little one and smiled slightly, "As long as I play this purple-gold flute, the sound will start, and the shadow will be revealed. From then on, he will be under my control. If I want him to live, he will live; if I want him to die, he will die."
Lan Xiangzi already knew what path was most suitable for him.
It was the Way of the Flute.
Not the Way of the Sword.
Thinking back to the time when Master Jian Yin took him in, insisting he was a sword prodigy, it was infuriating now.
Bullshit, I'm not material for sword training at all; after so long, I can't even defeat Lu Baicha, who only uses a sword.
The flute is what suits me!
"My way is better than yours." The little one thought for a moment, shaking his head and finally said this with certainty.
What?
Lan Xiangzi was taken aback and asked, "What is your method?"
