The Card Queen took out her lute from her magical travel backpack, plucking the strings, and began to sing solo.
With the lute in her hand, the Card Queen's demeanor immediately underwent a huge transformation, her expression focused and solemn, as if handling something extremely sacred.
As her slender fingertips plucked the strings from slow to fast, the mellow and deep melody filled the entire staircase.
Her musical skills were impeccable, absolutely able to captivate people effortlessly, with emotions shifting with the change in rhythm.
Sometimes joyful, sometimes somber, sometimes sorrowful, sometimes angry.
As the cheerful female solo voice sounded, the atmosphere reached its peak.
Even those who didn't understand music couldn't help but beat the rhythm and hum along.
Those with a better sense of music would dance gracefully.
As the song ended, the staircase erupted with applause, bustling and lively.
