Dust on the Chess Board

Zhao Layue and Jing Jiu had been the focus of people's attention for a long time, and it was even more so that day, as many of them had heard of the news that Jing Jiu was to challenge Tong Yan in the chess tournament.

The gazes that were fixated on Jing Jiu consisted of various emotions; some were filled with mockery, perhaps thinking that he had overestimated his own ability, some were sympathetic, and others were worried.

If people's gazes could actually emit light, Jing Jiu would have been brightened by all their looks.

Zhao Layue recalled what Jing Jiu had said before—the sun was mentioned in that statement.

The four of them walked towards the deep end of the Chess Board Mountain under the countless gazes.

Se Se chitchatted with Zhao Layue while holding her hand. Zhao Layue wasn't the talkative type, so she responded only once in a while; but Se Se still liked talking to her, nonstop.