His body was in the Xiao Family, but his heart was with-the Chen Family?
Even with his mind immersed in the game, Chen Yi could not help having his thoughts interrupted by that question.
He raised his head and looked straight into the eyes behind the White Tiger pattern mask opposite him, then laughed despite himself. "Senior, I am in the Xiao Family now. Naturally, my heart is with them."
After a pause, his smile faded somewhat, and he said solemnly, "Besides, ever since I became the Xiao Family son-in-law, the Chen Family has had nothing to do with me."
His words had barely fallen.
A muffled peal of thunder inexplicably rang through the illusion realm formed from the "spirit" of his Chess Dao. Even the entire realm trembled slightly, leaving him momentarily distracted.
Hmm?
Chen Yi came back to himself, his brow creasing.
This man seemed somewhat surprised-and a little angry?
"Senior, are you displeased that my heart is not with the Chen Family?"
Chen Xuanji gave him a long look, then withdrew his gaze and placed the white stone in his hand on the board. "The Xiao Family and the Chen Family are both pillars of our dynasty. Whichever holds your heart, it benefits the Central Plains."
"I am merely surprised that this is how you regard the Chen Family."
Indifference, to be precise.
The sort of indifference that meant never having dealings with one another again, even until death.
Chen Xuanji had not expected this.
Before sending his consciousness into Chen Yi's Chess Dao Illusion Realm, he had naturally seen the three brothers-Chen Yi, Chen Yunfan, and Chen Yu-chatting and laughing. He had thought Chen Yi still held a place for the Chen Family in his heart.
Yet his observations just now had revealed that Chen Yi