The Chess Player

Returning to Green Mountain Sect, everything seemed as if it were just yesterday.

There is no sign of human presence here anymore.

Some people came before, hoping for some luck.

But Chen An’nian never returned, and eventually, everyone gave up.

Chen An’nian soared straight up, reaching the clouds, and arrived at Humble Peak.

He sat cross-legged on the giant stone at Humble Peak.

Taking out the Sound Transmission Talisman, he contacted the royal family, “Your Majesty.”

“Chen An’nian, it has been a long time,” Li Chenjiang felt surprised by Chen An’nian’s sudden contact.

“During this time, there have been rumors and tensions outside. I thought you would continue to hide.”

Chen An’nian smiled and replied, “How could that be? The Cang Area Conference is only about nine months away. Before that, our common goal is to deal with the Lin Family.”

Li Chenjiang paused slightly and asked, “What do you suggest, Chen An’nian?”