I Used My Guitar to Detonate the Western Jin Dynasty

A top student at the Berklee College of Music, proficient in musical instruments from seven countries, he traveled through time in a plane crash and became the useless son of the book sage Wang Xizhi. Watching the noble clans fighting to the death, I silently hugged the guitar and played the song "Hotel California." All the celebrities in the audience were dumbfounded. My father, Wang Xizhi, was so excited that he threw his favorite inkstone: "You traitor! How unworthy is this melodious sound!" Until the head of the Wang family in Langya finished listening to a song and asked me tremblingly: "This song... Could shake the status of King Sima Yue of the East China Sea?" I plucked the strings and smiled slightly: "Not just Sima Yue - I want everyone in this troubled world of the Eight Kings to hear my voice."