"He is a fool," Kexing snapped. Then he checked his temper. There was no point in venting his dismay. Qianxun was the wronged party, after all.

He huffed and then plopped in the chair across from Qianxun. Instead of ranting about the old monster, he instead turned his attention back to the pipa. "We have so many musicians here at the Manor. I did not know you were among them."