Green Mountain

government office, candlelight, chessboard.

Chen Ji placed a black piece, making a brilliant move.

Bai Long stared at this brilliant move and fell into thought.

This was the first time he had thought for more than ten moments. As the piece was placed, he felt that although Chen Ji had given up one corner, he had revitalized the whole situation.

Bai Long said with a smile, "It seems I can’t play rapid chess with you anymore. Enlightenment in life, sometimes it’s an instant, sometimes it’s a lifetime. How many people wander aimlessly into old age without understanding what they want to do with their lives. Congratulations, it looks like you’ve figured it out."

Chen Ji remained expressionless, "Lord Bai Long flatters me, I actually haven’t figured it out yet. However, you have a proper path as a scholar, why would you join the Spy Department?"

Bai Long looked up at him, "Still daring to pry into my affairs, showing neither respect nor propriety. If there’s a next time, be careful, I’ll hang you from the rafters and beat you."

Chen Ji didn’t take his words to heart; by now, he had realized that although this Bai Long was capricious, as long as he remained useful, there would be no trouble.

He pondered and then asked, "You mentioned earlier that you had a task for me, may I know what it is? Is it to capture Han Tong?"

"Capturing Han Tong isn’t urgent right now. He has slipped into the river like a loach, not so easy to find. We’ll have to wait," Bai Long, gazing at the chessboard, asked leisurely, "What do you know about the Patriarch of the Chen Family, Chen Luchi?"

A chill went through Chen Ji’s heart. Was the Spy Department’s next target the Chen Family?