"The Sword God was hesitating!?"
"No... What was there to hesitate about? Kill!"
"Play the stone! I've calculated it—if he played there, he should win by three points in the end!"
"What happened to him? The Sword God's hand was shaking?"
"He couldn't have been... shaken by what just happened, could he?"
Suddenly, the chessboard on the screen turned blood-red.
Everyone was stunned.
On the black-and-white board, a splash of blood had sprayed across the entire surface.
The air froze.
The whole place fell so silent that even a falling pin could have been heard.
On the big screen, a dry, aged hand, blood still smeared between its fingers, pinched three stones between its fingertips and slowly reached over the board before letting go.
Several stones dropped onto the board.
He had cast his stones and conceded.
The disciples of Sword God Manor rushed to the chess room one after another.
The Important Figures also immediately rose and hurried to the chess room.
Su Mushen stayed in the sitting room, calming the guests and preventing them from wandering around. He said his master was fine, that an old ailment had flared up, and that Senior Medicine Elder was on-site, so there would certainly be no serious problem, telling everyone not to worry.
After a burst of chaos, good news arrived: the Sword God was unharmed.
Medicine Elder had won the game.
They returned to the main hall.
Medicine Elder sat in the center, taking the seat of honor.
On the left was the Sword God, and on the right was the Sword Saint. Beside the Sword God sat Tang Wanli, while beside the Sword Saint sat Kong Xuyi.
With the five great figures seated up there, they looked like geese in formation, an exceptionally imposing sight.
Second Disciple carried