Knowing that he had entered the challenge stage of the "Precious Dragon Chess Game," Ye Weiming immediately calmed himself and began carefully observing the bamboo grove.
To guard against ambushes and the like, he naturally refused to overlook even the slightest detail.
Yet the atmosphere in this bamboo grove was exceedingly strange. Everywhere he looked was a perfectly natural scene—no paths, no footprints. It seemed as though no one had ever set foot here.
The breeze stirred the bamboo leaves, producing a rustling sound, as if guiding him onward.
Ye Weiming had already pushed his senses to their limit. As he carefully watched for changes in his surroundings, he slowly moved forward.
Before long, he had reached the depths of the bamboo grove...
There, Ye Weiming spotted a stone table. While vigilantly watching every movement around him, he put on an unconcerned expression and walked toward it.
Only after drawing closer did Ye Weiming discover in astonishment that an old man had already been seated across from the stone table. The man was looking up at him with a faintly amused smile, gazing at him like a mother-in-law sizing up her future son-in-law.
This man was Su Xinghe!
Ye Weiming could not help frowning at the sight.
After spotting the stone table, he had failed to detect even the slightest trace of the man's presence. He had not even seen his figure, as though the person did not exist at all. Yet as Ye Weiming approached, the man's form naturally appeared there. Everything seemed so smooth and natural, as though it had always been meant to be this way.
But Ye Weiming knew that things should not have been this way!
To appear and vanish like this under Ye Weiming's full perception, even Su Xinghe's master, Wu Yazi, would have