"You two brothers' minds are linked as one. You have prepared for the Three Games of Luo Tian for countless years, and your skill at chess is utterly incomparable to clumsy methods like ours, where we forcibly exhaust every possibility with spiritual power. We are the ones looking forward even more to seeing how you two perform in the Three Games of Luo Tian." Jing Zimo, too, spared no courtesy as he praised the Lin brothers.
"You flatter us too much, Fellow Daoist," the Lin brothers said with chuckles.
The few of them chatted among themselves, and the pavilion was exceptionally lively, its atmosphere harmonious.
"Though our brothers' hearts are connected, that is sometimes an advantage, but at other times, it is also a restriction." Lin Zhu, the elder brother, sighed.
"Yes." Lin Yu, whose face bore a scar, nodded seriously as well.
Jing Zimo pondered slightly, his eyes turning before suddenly settling on Ye Tian.
"The two of us have been playing this game for several days, and our consumption has been enormous. Fellow Daoist Lin Mu has yet to make a move. Since that is the case, why not let Fellow Daoist Lin Mu play a game against you two?" Jing Zimo said with utter sincerity.
"That is right. The three of you share the same surname, are all Rogue Cultivators, and have gathered here today. That truly is a tremendous affinity," Ji Xingchen said, echoing Jing Zimo's suggestion.
Lin Zhu and Lin Yu exchanged a glance and pondered for a moment.
"If we play two against one, it would inevitably be unfair to Fellow Daoist Lin Mu. My elder brother's chess skill is somewhat superior to mine, so why not let him play?" Lin Yu said, inclining his body slightly.
"We must still see what Fellow Daoist