"Spirit Song Grand Finals?"
"You've advanced to the finals?"
Xia Feng's eyes widened as he looked at the overwhelming news, his eyes as large as copper bells.
On the entire trending search list, the top ten items were all about Mu Qingtong.
The top one was titled, "Share your thoughts after listening to 'King'."
Xia Feng found it a bit absurd. "King" was a song created by Mu Qingtong; it wasn't necessarily very pleasant to listen to, but the grandeur and desolation in the voice inevitably evoked a sense of reverence and awe.
This emotion was very subtle, barely noticeable unless you focused on it and pulled it out.
But once extracted, there was a sense of loss, a yearning to listen again, to enter the world the song depicted—
