The Strongest Mad Son-in-law

Chapter 1669 1672: Can the Young Master of the Shi Family Play the Zither Too?

"Don't worry, your old man here won't die."

Xu Hao reached out and knocked Zhou Shuran on the head, taking the opportunity to gain the upper hand in their banter, he smiled and said, "Lend me the Emperor Qin."

"Hmph! You're taking advantage of me again! I'll remember this, and when I can finally beat you, I'll make sure to settle the score with you!"

Zhou Shuran pouted, took out the Emperor Qin, and asked doubtfully, "Do you even know how to play the qin?"

"What a silly question! Not only can I play it, but I can also play it to kill!"

Xu Hao snatched the Emperor Qin, weighing over three hundred pounds, turned to the people of Shi Changdong, and chuckled, "Well now, this is my first time playing the qin, you're all very lucky to witness me playing the qin to kill."

Shi Changdong immediately burst into laughter, "Hahaha! Xu Hao, you're killing me! You don't even know how to play, and you're talking about killing with a qin? Are you joking?"

Xu Hao smiled coolly, "Even a flower or a leaf can cause harm; while the sound of the qin is intangible, if you leverage the power of Qi Force and combine it with a special tune, it can kill. The musical pieces are like formations, linking individual notes which aren't all that powerful on their own, into something with immense power, capable of striking down foes."

Shi Changdong sneered, "Everyone understands the theory, but who can actually kill with the sound of a qin without having practiced for countless years?"

Zhou Shuran immediately chimed in, "Not me, I only practiced for a few months, and now I can compete with my master using the Emperor Qin."

Zhou Shuran spoke with an air of self-assurance, but to everyone else, her attitude seemed incredibly irksome.

Does she not know how difficult it is for ordinary people to master playing a musical piece?

But to someone like Zhou Shuran, this seems like a very mundane thing—how does she expect others to cope?

At this moment, Xu Hao laughed, "Zhou Shuran, how can you say that? We all know you're smart, but you should consider how others feel. Look at Shi Changdong over there, the prominent young master of the Shi Family, and just look at how exasperated he's become because of you.

I guess Shi Changdong started learning the guqin when he was about eight years old, but alas, he didn't have much talent for it, so he's never been great at it. Even now, he can only play simple children's songs like 'Twinkle Twinkle Little Star'.

Xu Hao appeared to be wildly speculating, but in fact, it was all true about Shi Changdong's past.

He used to take his lessons very seriously, but he just couldn't get the hang of it. After a whole year, he could only play 'Twinkle Twinkle Little Star' and eventually had to give it up.

Shi Changdong was instantly stunned.

This was a deeply personal secret of his, known only to the elders of the Shi Family and a few childhood friends—how on earth did Xu Hao know?

Seeing Shi Changdong's expression, everyone immediately realized Xu Hao was right—Shi Changdong had indeed had it rough, learning only such simple tunes after all this time; it truly was pitiful!

Seeing the looks others gave him, Shi Changdong grew increasingly furious and shouted, "Xu Hao, stop spreading lies about me! I'm the eldest son of the Shi Family, remarkably gifted, how could I not even handle a mere qin?"

Xu Hao let out a small laugh and said, "If you can play the qin, then why not perform a piece for us?"

With that, he looked towards the Xuanmen Disciples, "Is there anyone willing to lend their qin to the young master of the Shi Family? Don't worry, I'll compensate you with a better guqin!"

A female disciple immediately offered her guqin and softly said, "Helping Elder Xu is our duty as disciples, there's no need for compensation."

Xu Hao gave her a glance, took the guqin, and smiled, "That won't do; fair compensation must be given, otherwise it breaks the rules."

The female disciple nodded slightly, accepting Xu Hao's explanation.

Xu Hao swung his hand, sending the guqin gently to Shi Changdong, smiling, "Young Master Shi, show us what you've got!"

Shi Changdong, feeling a bit unsettled, took the guqin in his hands, suddenly feeling nervous.

He had only retorted because Xu Hao was slandering him, but when it came to actually playing, he was instantly petrified.

He really didn't know how to play the qin well!

At this moment, Shi Ran spoke up, "My son hasn't played the qin for a long time, he's probably a bit rusty now. Let me play instead..."

"That's not happening!"

Xu Hao immediately interrupted, "You can't just do everything for your son, can you?"

Shi Ran countered, "I'm his father, what's wrong with me doing something on his behalf?"

"Exactly, what's wrong with my dad helping me out?" Shi Changdong retorted confidently.

Xu Hao raised an eyebrow and said lightly, "So, when you get married and it's time for the wedding night, are you going to have your father take your place there too?"