Inside the private courtyard of Second Prince Duan Wuya, in a slightly elegant room, he sat quietly upon a stone stool.
Holding a white Go piece in his hand, his gaze frequently drifted toward the seemingly calm yet deeply treacherous game board opposite him.
As he slowly moved his piece, he muttered to himself in a low, husky voice: "My good sister, your brother here really needs to plan carefully, so you can help me bridge the gap between Lin Feng and myself." His words revealed a hint of imperceptible anticipation and craftiness.
Chapter 38