To everyone's surprise, the number one singer group in the Imperial City is not just famous for no reason; one of the singers used her sweet voice to sing another song.
"Constant as the moon, rising as the sun, enduring as Nanshan without fault or fall, as flourishing as the pines and cypresses, accepting all without exception."
As the applause rose again, Niange felt the pressure even more. Despite the beauty of her voice, she alone could not compete against the twenty-member singer group.
Human ears suffer from listening fatigue. Niange had already continuously sung several songs, and even the most beautiful voice could not withstand the appeal of different vocal qualities.
Lin Yi watched the struggling Niange, wanting to step forward and help, but seeing the confident faces of Yang Gong and the Fourth Prince, he felt that things were not so simple.
