"Boom—"
Rumbles of thunder reached Dinghu, accompanied by dark clouds coming from the west covering the waning moon, obscuring the moonlight.
"Kui Drum."
On a small island in the middle of Dinghu, Elder Tianquan, dressed as a scholar, sat in a small pavilion. Hearing the thunder, his expression darkened, and he slowly uttered two words.
Opposite him, another person appeared calm, saying, "It seems that the Jiang family's child is not fortunate after all. Ultimately, he was caught up by the Great Grandmaster."
This person was dressed in white, wearing a large cloak and a Huayang cloth on his head. Appearing to be in his thirties, he had a three-strand beard and exuded a scholarly yet profound sense of authority.
He and Elder Tianquan sat opposite each other with a stone table between them, on which a chessboard lay. The pieces of black and white were interspersed, indicating that they had been playing for a long time, and the game was entering an intense phase.
