She tightly pursed her lips, her voice was very stubborn, but she refused to give up, "Is there no other way?"
"Although chess is like life, once you make a move, you can still regret it, but you cannot regret it in life."
Feng Tianlan was still holding the chess piece tightly, she looked up at Imperial Preceptor, "Then you should at least let me know what my life will be like, so that I can make my next move, right?"
Not letting her know anything was equivalent to not letting her look at the chessboard, letting her play with her eyes blindfolded, and still wanting her to win?
Wasn't this a joke?
The Imperial Preceptor looked at the night sky. Because of the barrier, the cold wind did not blow in. The night sky was also lit up by the stars. He could not see the crescent moon. From the corner of his eyes, he looked into the darkness.
