The sun was already high in the sky, causing the land to emit twisting vapors in this drought-stricken area.
The earth was barren; as far as the eye could see, this cracked land resembled a giant steamer, with almost smoke-like vapor rising from it.
In the midst of this parched landscape, there still stood an inn, quietly erect and alone.
Within the inn, there was Song Yin, sitting tranquilly across from Gongming Yue, with a table between them set with a pot of clear water and a Go board, where they were engaged in a strategic game.
Clack.
Song Yin, playing the white pieces, placed a stone on the board, securing a strategic advantage for white all over the board, and then revealed a smile, "Mr. Gong, you've let me win."
"Brother Song's skill in Go is exceptional; I'm no match for you," Gongming Yue said with a smile, shaking his head.
Lingdang stood behind Song Yin, and seeing him win, she clapped her hands and laughed, "Elder Brother is so impressive!"
