The priest left happily after receiving Yu Shijin's promise.
When he saw Murong Bai, he greeted the latter with a smile.
It was completely different from the initial panic.
Murong Bai stood there and looked at the priest for a while. He wanted to leave, but he turned around and walked into the door.
Inside the house, Yu Shijin had already kept his last chess piece.
A shadow was then cast on him.
He didn't raise his head as if he knew who it was. His hand paused. "Another round?"
"No, I heard something just now." Murong Bai dragged his chair and sat opposite Yu Shijin. He narrowed his eyes. "Old Yu, are you really not going to care?"
He had a mild expression on his face, not at all embarrassed by his eavesdropping.
Murong Bai knew very well that, if Yu Shijin didn't want him to hear it, he definitely wouldn't hear it at all.
