After teaching Zhao Wuji a lesson, Xuan Mo returned to the house Fang Xu had bought for him. He had just stepped through the door when he was startled—Fang Xu happened to be waiting at home.
"Little Mo, tell me honestly. Where did you run off to so late at night?" Fang Xu asked Xuan Mo directly.
"I... I went to beat someone up. So what?" Xuan Mo admitted, completely unapologetically, that he had gone out in the middle of the night to beat Zhao Wuji up. He thought, So what if you're my captain? When I go out to fight, even my dad doesn't dare interfere.
Seeing Xuan Mo's righteous expression, Fang Xu said nothing. After all, he knew that this kid wasn't only good at chess—his martial prowess was even more exceptional. If he beat someone up, he definitely wouldn't leave any evidence behind. Then Fang Xu said to him, "There's another match the day after tomorrow. Come with me tomorrow to check the pairings and see who your next opponent is."
The next day, Xuan Mo climbed into the back seat behind Fang Xu and sprawled carelessly against the backrest. He casually grabbed a pastry from the small table and stuffed it into his mouth. "Mmm, these osmanthus cakes taste pretty good. Captain, where did you buy them?"
Fang Xu shook his head helplessly. This kid was ruthless enough to be called cold-blooded, yet he always acted completely carefree. Oh well, who could blame him when he was...
"Don't just focus on eating. Take a look at your opponent. Jade Face Chess King Su Mubai—have you heard of him?" Fang Xu slapped the pairing list down in front of Xuan Mo.
"Su Mubai?" Xuan Mo finally lifted his head from the pile of pastries and glanced at