At this moment, a man from the audience stepped onto the stage. He gave Fred a subtle smile and said, "My name is Timothy Benson. I'm here to challenge Mr. Derrida in piano."
The crowd buzzed with excitement at the mention of Timothy, a middle-aged man.
"Who would have thought Ethan had disciples daring enough to challenge him?"
"But that's Master Derrida! Isn't Timothy overestimating himself?"
"That name sounds so familiar."
"I remember now! The piano prodigy who retired from the music scene four years ago has the last name Benson!"
Seeing Timothy, Fred's face changed dramatically. He cursed inwardly. 'The piano prodigy, Timothy?! Didn't Ethan say his disciples would compete? What is the self-proclaimed world's best pianist doing here?!'
Fred's expression turned gloomy. Although co
