Trip to the Red Plains (1)

Old Master Seventh retracted his gaze after a long time.

"Come, let's continue."

The servant nodded. After setting up the chessboard, he hesitated for a moment before speaking in a low voice.

"Old Master Seventh, about the third highness and that kid…"

Old Master Seventh glanced at the servant and calmly spoke.

"You are paying a lot of attention to the kid."

The servant lowered his head and didn't speak.

"It's the youngest's nature to be unscrupulous. He usually looks gentle but in reality, he doesn't have any feelings. This is how he stood out from the crowd and became my disciple. It's also what I think highly about him."

"As for the kid, whether he can see through the youngest's thoughts or whether he can figure out something from here will depend on his wisdom. In this chaotic world, fools won't be able to live for long."

After Old Master Seventh finished speaking, he looked at the sky. Dawn was about to arrive.