"There's one thing my teacher got wrong: you are not my lifeline, but..." Qian Renxue slowly placed a white piece on the board. "My friend!"
"Friendship has always been the most valuable thing. Gold, silver, copper, and iron have limits. Heavenly treasures have limits. Even food and drinking water have limits. Only friendship has no upper limit. A promise worth a thousand gold, traveling a thousand miles to keep an appointment—these are all true reflections of it..." Ye Qingcang slowly placed a black piece on the board. "I should be going."
"Safe travels?" Qian Renxue lightly tossed the chess piece in her hand. "I hope my teacher isn't foolish enough to order Chen Xin to make a move against you. Otherwise, the two Seven Kill Douluo may have to meet in a different way!"
"You know Edo Tensei has its limitations." Ye Qingcang's figure vanished instantly. Even though Qian Renxue had witnessed this secret technique of crossing space in an instant many times, she could not help but feel envious. In the room, only Ye Qingcang's departing voice continued to echo slowly. "It will inevitably drop by at least four levels. Chen Jianjun was level ninety-eight when he was alive. No matter how solid his foundation was, he would certainly fall to level ninety-four. Against level ninety-six Chen Xin, he would have almost no chance of winning. Besides, are you sure Chen Jianjun showing himself wouldn't provoke Chen Xin, his son?"
"Perhaps it would provoke him..." Within the Crown Prince's Residence, Qian Renxue smiled bitterly. "But even if it does, it doesn't matter. Once he reaches Blue Tyrant Academy, even if I join forces with Spear Douluo and Pufferfish, the two Titled Douluo, we would still be unable to escape death if locked onto by mass-producible Tier 9 Soul Tools.