Incomprehensible Chess Game

It was at that moment that Bai Zhao had arrived outside the pavilion, standing quietly among her colleagues.

Her beautiful and feeble face had been revealed after the veil covering her face was tousled by the breeze.

She furrowed her thin eyebrows slightly, looking somewhat worried.

Other disciples of the Center Sect weren't worried because they had never thought Tong Yan could possibly lose the game, so their expressions were quite peaceful. Only Xiang Wanshu was playing the game on the Go board seriously in his mind.

Guo Dong stood outside the crowd, keeping a far enough distance from Zhao Layue's group. She was looking at Zhao Layue while everybody else was watching the chess pavilion.

Zhao Layue was aware that Guo Dong was staring at her. Usually Zhao Layue would stare back at her, but right now she had to focus her energy on Jing Jiu.