Leng Qingsong looked at Ouyang with a strange expression, as though he had learned this world's greatest secret, even though he did not understand exactly what those words meant.
But Leng Qingsong instinctively felt that those words had a great deal to do with him.
His elder brother had learned those words before he did, which meant his brother surely knew more than he did!
The look Leng Qingsong gave Ouyang grew increasingly complicated. Just what sort of scheme was his brother laying?
Who was the chess player? Who was the chess piece?
If I were the chess player, how could I not know? Then I must be a chess piece!
If I were a chess piece, who was the chess player behind me?
Could it be my brother?
Leng Qingsong let out a long breath, feeling as though he had found the truth of this world.
My brother must be wrestling with forces beyond my reach, and I am a chess piece in his hand!
My brother is the chess player, using me as a piece without my knowledge...
Leng Qingsong's brow relaxed, and a trace of a smile appeared on his face.
To think I actually helped my brother without even realizing it!
No wonder my brother was always so mysterious. It turned out he was doing something this important!
Ever since I was little, I knew my brother was destined to do great things!
Leng Qingsong's fervent gaze made Ouyang's scalp prickle. The look on his face, practically saying, "Hurry up and tell me who to cut down now, big brother," was truly a little too much for Ouyang.
But he now knew that the words the Sword-Forging Clan's clan leader had told Leng Qingsong were exactly the same as those he had encountered when he entered