Sangsang's Chess Play and the First Match Reminiscent of Bear Paws and Unclean Cuts

The chilly autumn breeze dragged by the stream and across Ning Que's face. He came around and realized that his mental state was not at its peak. He had worried and feared about Sangsang's illness for days, so he had become anxious and even violent.

In the autumn rain at the Red Lotus Temple, when he had bitten off a piece of flesh from Long Qing's neck, he had perceived that terrifying mental state. He knew that if he was really controlled by his emotions, then he would sink into an abyss and find it hard to recover.

With that thought, he took a deep breath and allowed the cool and moist aura in the autumn breeze to moisten his dry lungs. The Great Spirit filled his body and supressed the dangerous and rash actions that appeared in his mind. He decided not to cause any more trouble before meeting Master Qishan and getting a cure for Sangsang.