Ten-Mile Pavilion, outside Luoyang City.
In this place rarely visited by players, a young man in white sat alone in the pavilion. On the stone table before him lay an ancient-looking chessboard.
Even from a distance, one could smell the faint sandalwood fragrance wafting from the chessboard.
Sandalwood calmed the mind. Keeping it nearby could help one maintain a peaceful state of mind, but it was quite expensive. Though it could not improve a player's actual combat strength, it was still far beyond what ordinary players could afford.
The young man in white stared intently at the chessboard before him, a thoughtful expression between his brows. From time to time, he placed a piece, producing a crisp, pleasant sound.
He was actually playing chess against himself!
Suddenly! A red figure flashed past. The young man in white revealed a helpless expression and looked up. Sure enough, that troublesome girl had come again.
If Ye Weiming had been here, he would have prepared for battle immediately. This girl who had appeared so abruptly was none other than the Red-clothed Girl who had fought them before!
Plopping down on the stone stool across from the young man in white, the Red-clothed Girl said angrily, "Brother, I was bullied!"
"Oh." The young man in white answered, then placed another white piece somewhere on the board.
"Oh! Oh! Oh! Are you an old mother or something?" the Red-clothed Girl said indignantly. "Ever since entering the game, all you do every day is play chess and study game records. Is there nothing else in that head of yours? The one being bullied now is your little sister! Don't you have anything else to say?"
Helplessly withdrawing his gaze from the chessboard again, the young man in white shrugged. "What do you want me to do?