Atop the mist-shrouded, wonderland-like peak of the Undying Mountains, a secluded and elegant pavilion was tucked away.
Inside the pavilion, a middle-aged man with a steady demeanor and an elderly man with full silver hair and an otherworldly air sat facing each other. An exquisite chessboard lay between them, and the two men played leisurely, accompanied by cups of steaming, fragrant tea.
The middle-aged man raised his head, his piercing gaze fixed on the old man opposite him, and asked in a slow, deliberate voice, "Old Palace Master, are you truly certain you want to pass this crucial position of Watchers leader on to me?"
Chapter 123