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Then, without waiting for Yang Jingxue to retort, she cut to the heart of the matter. "Guess why our Ice Palace dared to take such an enormous risk and reveal the 'Snow Empress' before everyone's eyes?"
The anger on Yang Jingxue's face faded slightly, replaced by gravity. "Wasn't it to win? To break the anchor?"
"Yes, but not entirely." Han Yiyu's voice sank. "Winning would naturally be best, but our main purpose was still what I mentioned earlier-to sound the depths."
She paused for a breath, her gaze settling on the nimble white figure darting across the ground. "From what we've seen so far, even the 'Snow Empress'... may not truly be able to sound the depths of Chen Xin Yi's pool."
A trace of contemplation finally surfaced in Xuan Qingya's composed expression.
Sound the depths? Han Yiyu had emphasized that intention again and again. Behind it...
Han Yiyu's eyes, clear as ice jade, glanced at Yang Jingxue's taut, softly rounded face. "Jingxue, you wicked woman, I'm afraid some things can no longer be kept hidden."
Her gaze turned fully toward Xuan Qingya, and she pronounced a name as clearly as though proclaiming an edict of ice. "My senior brother-Bo Dongchen."
"Obsessed with glimpsing heaven's secrets, he once examined the flow of fortune surrounding Chen Xin Yi..."
The air in the private room abruptly seemed to freeze into frost!
Xuan Qingya's hand stiffened slightly around her game piece, and sheer astonishment instantly filled her eyes. "Senior Brother Bo..."
Her shock swiftly turned into a heavy weight-peering into fortune?
That was a heaven-defying art paid for with one's own lifespan, or even the foundations of one's cultivation!
Yang Jingxue's heart lurched. Her obsidian eyes instantly