The refined middle-aged scholar had only one chess piece left in his hand. Smiling, he said, "As expected, no one in the world can break your Vajra Realm."
"Cao Guanzi's Fifteen-Finger Mysticism, that's all. Why don't you try using the Celestial Phenomenon Realm?" Li Dangxin said casually.
This refined scholar in blue was none other than Cao Changqing, the unrivaled Go master—one of Snow World's top three Confucian martial masters.
"No need to try." Cao Changqing smiled faintly. "Back then, even Tuoba Bodhisattva, who was called Northern Mang's greatest man, could not break your Vajra Realm. I have that much self-awareness."
"Then what have you come for this time?" Li Dangxin asked.
"I have found the little princess. I ask you to act and conceal the heavenly secrets for me." Cao Changqing's expression turned solemn.
"You still want to restore the country?" Li Dangxin shook his head. "I advise you to give up. Xu Xiao and Gu Jiantang are not dead. The six vassal kings are not dead. That smiling tiger is not dead. And there is also the one in the imperial palace. The larger situation has already been decided. What can you possibly do? Even if Lü Zu were reborn, he could not turn the tide!"
Cao Changqing straightened up and stood there in stunned silence, his face filled with desolation.
Outside the Thousand Buddha Hall, lightning flashed and thunder rolled. Before long, rain came pouring down.
Li Dangxin said, "Fine, fine. I can only guarantee that this little princess of Western Chu will not die. As for the rest, I cannot help you. Take care of yourself."
Cao Changqing bowed once more, then turned away with easy grace and walked into the heavy rain.
Li Dangxin frowned deeply. As the foremost figure of Snow World's Buddhist Sect,