C2379 The Little Dragon Flew away

"This is …" "It's a zither!"

When Wendu looked up, he was surprised. In the sky directly above him, there was a seven-stringed zither with some black patterns on it.

Rays of light even flashed around the zither, as if reflecting off the black patterns on the zither.

"This …"

Suddenly, Wendu noticed a problem. The zither floating above his head slowly floated to the side. From the looks of it