Chapter 615 - 50 Sword Madman Draws His Sword, Mystical Weapon Ninety-Seven!
At the Central State Academy, the sound of a chess piece landing crisply on the board resounded.
The black and white pieces clashed as fiercely as dragons and tigers battling, yet the player handling the black pieces was exceedingly treacherous, striking fiercely and seizing the initiative with each move, while the player with the white pieces played magnificently and powerfully, move by move.
"Wen He, your style of play has become rather fierce."
Wen Lingjun spoke softly.
Wen He responded, "We’re just competing in a game of chess."
"But, weren’t you saying that you were going to the imperial capital of Ying to take an official position? Why haven’t you left these past few months?"
Wen Lingjun said, "You’re in the same situation, claiming you would return to the Western Regions, yet you haven’t gone either."
Wen He, carelessly holding a chess piece, replied directly, "There’s no need for pretenses between you and me, after all, a major event is about to unfold here, the whole Academy is talking about it, the imperial tour that has been absent for nearly three hundred years."
"As students of the Academy, we who grew up hearing legends of the Red Emperor, should also seize this opportunity to witness it."
As he spoke, he made a move, and the gentle face of the man across from him turned incredibly complex.