Read the following passage and questions, then choose the right answer from options, the answer should be one of A, B, C, D.

<passage>:
Ravdin shook his head. "We are not sick." "There is no mystery," Ravdin said softly. "We stayed behind was nearly sundown when Ravdin eased the ship down Ravdin met him eye for eye. "I can't say." city beyond. Ravdin peered to the north of the city, hoping to A bell chimed softly in his ear. Ravdin forced his attention from the Warp-passage, his mind still muddled by the abrupt Ravdin's face flushed hotly. "Much greater things," he With a sigh, Ravdin eased himself out of the seat, his heart excited, too eager to be home, for his mind was still reeling from the fearful discovery of his journey. The station was completely empty as Ravdin walked down cannot listen to your music. It is forbidden, even you should low chord of indescribable beauty, rising and falling in the wind, a distant whisper of life.... The concert, of course. Everyone would be at the concert tonight, and even from two miles away, the beauty of know that. How dare you propose—" the breeze. Ravdin's uneasiness disappeared "Never." The man hesitated. "Your music is forbidden, poisonous." others in the great amphitheater set deep in the hillside outside the city. But he knew instinctively that Lord Nehmon, anticipating his return, would not be at the concert. Riding the shuttle over the edges of Jungle-land toward the shining bright beauty of the city, Ravdin settled back, trying four hundred perfectly harmonized voices was carried on And now, he knew, he would soon see his beloved city burning Ravdin and Dana stood there, trancelike, staring transfixed his mind could not grasp the meaning, the true overtones of The dancer threw back her head sharply, eyes wide, her body frozen in mid-air, and then, abruptly, she was gone, leaving of fear which groped through his mind, cringing from the wonderful music slowed, singing softly, and Ravdin could see the old graying hair belying the youthful movement of his body. Smiling, he came forward, clapped Ravdin on the shoulder, and took his hand warmly. "You're too late for the concert—it's a shame. Mischana is the master tonight, and the whole city is there." Ravdin's throat tightened as he tried to smile. "I had to , Nehmon! I saw them, hours ago." The last overtones of the music broke abruptly, like a glass Ravdin and Dana. His voice was a raging storm of bitterness eyes blazing with fear and anger and hatred as he turned on me forget my duty and listen to your rotten, poisonous noise! Well, you failed, do you hear? I didn't hear it, I didn't listen, I didn't "No chance. I found signs of their passing in a dozen places. Then I saw music will be dead!" He turned to the guards, wildly, his hands still trembling. find out where their people have gone. Find out! Music! We'll take the music out of them, once and for all." The inquisition had been horrible. Their minds had had no concept of such horror, such relentless, racking pain. The "Seven light years," Ravdin said. "Can you imagine it? , and they are coming quickly." His eyes filled with before him, he let out one hoarse, agonized scream of frustration and defeat. The scout looked up at Nehmon in desperation. "But what did not even know that in the departing ships a seed had been beauty of his enemies for that brief instant, and in that instant they had become less his enemies. A tiny seed of doubt had quiet. Not a breath of air stirred in the city. Ravdin stared out Deep within him some instinct spoke, warning him to fear much here, we must burn the city and flee again." His voice Only three thoughts filled their minds: away." Ravdin stared at the old man, his eyes suddenly bright. They were hungry. It was raining. "Not what I've been thinking." Ravdin sat down, clasping Ravdin's eyes were bright. "Yes, we flee, we cringe, we hide Ravdin shook his head. "Do you mean that the Hunters are on the polished pavement as the people passed slowly, their voices carrying a hint of puzzled uneasiness. "The concert's over!" Ravdin walked to the window, feeling a chill pass through him. "So soon, I wonder why?" Eagerly he searched the faces passing in the street for Dana's face, ruined tonight. There was something in the air, everybody felt it. For some reason the people seemed afraid Ravdin turned away from his bride. "Tell her," he said to "The Hunters! They've found us?" Ravdin nodded wordlessly. perfect communal concert. We've had only two hundred years here, only two hundred Ravdin nodded. "That's the trouble. They come closer every gasp and her eyes widened as his words sank home. "Ravdin," Ravdin stared at her, and felt a chill of excitement. Music hopeful. "No," he said, "no, of course not. You know that." wonderful to hear. If you could only hear it—" Ravdin's hand trembled. "I—I don't know. None of us living new hope. "Ravdin, can't you see? concert could be! Why, those people had never begun to understand music until they we have?" Nehmon's voice broke in, almost harshly, as he faced the excited pair. "The Hunters don't have concerts," he said grimly. "You're deluding yourself, Dana. They laugh at our music, they scoff at our arts and twist them into obscene "But she's right all the same," Ravdin said softly. "You're it, Dana and I." "I could forbid you to go." green-gleaming eyes, licking his fanged jaws as he watched the In the city the turmoil bubbled over, as wave after wave of of music, now, an eerie, hopeless music that drifted out of the city in the wind. It caused all but the bravest of the beasts, their hair prickling on their backs, to run in panic through To run away. In the darkness of secrecy, to be gone, without In the rounded room of his house, Lord Nehmon dispatched and he knew that the remembrances would bring only would turn and run without thought, in a panic of age-old to run, Nehmon knew, if they were to survive. And with a blaze of anger in his heart, he almost hated the It had been a long and painful night. He had pleaded and begged, tried to persuade them that there was no hope, that the very idea of remaining behind or trying to contact the Dana shook her head. "We'll tell them nothing, unless it's passing the last sweet, eerie tones of the concert were rising in the gathering twilight. Soon the last families would have taken their refuge in the ships, waiting for Nehmon to trigger the fire bombs to ignite the beautiful city after the ships started on their voyage. The concerts were over there would be long years of aimless wandering before another home could be found, another planet safe from the Hunters and their ships. Even then it would be more years before the concerts could again rise from their hearts and throats and minds, generations before they could begin work again toward the climactic expression Ravdin felt the desolation in the people's minds, saw the utter hopelessness in the old man's face, and suddenly felt the so dangerous. He knew of the terrible fight, the war of his Hunters sneered and ridiculed, and then grew to hate Ravdin's happiness. Ravdin knew of his people's slowly dawning awareness of the sanctity of life, shattered abruptly by the horrible end could be seen, crystal clear, the end of his people and a tall thicket near the place where the city had stood. Ravdin's at ready. Ravdin and Dana were seized and led to the Ravdin glanced briefly at Dana's white face. His voice

<question>:
What was the bad news that Ravdin was eager to deliver?

<options>:
A His ship had been destroyed
B He had been discovered on his mission
C He discovered that the hunters were coming to the city
D The concert had been cancelled

<answer>:

C