Xia Weibao glanced at those pieces, all were famous ancient zither compositions, representing various styles.
And they were all very suitable for her Fuxi Finger Technique, showing that Pei Hong had put a lot of thought into it.
She couldn't help but feel a bit touched.
She seriously put them away, "Alright, I will choose carefully, thank you, Minister Pei."
"No need for thanks, it's no trouble. As long as you find them useful, that's good. I can't help you on stage in the competition, so if I can do some preparation work for you, it's a small token of my intent.
Which zither… do you want to use? If none satisfy you, the Folk Music Department also has several treasured good zithers, which can be brought over for you to see."
"No need." Xia Weibao's smile was slightly faint, "I will prepare my own zither, I'll use Yuexian's Scorched Tail Zither, no need for too much trouble."
