Luo Youwei's skill in chess had indeed greatly improved.
However, it's a pity...
Her opponent was Luo Changfeng.
It was already destined that her outcome could only be defeat, and a crushing one at that, where she was played with, hanging by a thread.
"Sigh, I lost again..."
After looking at the chessboard that spelled certain doom,
Luo Youwei couldn't help but let out a helpless sigh.
How many games had it been?
Her chess skill should have improved a lot, right?
Then why did she always lose?
Not to mention winning, she couldn't even see a glimmer of hope for victory.
[Yah...]
As the game ended, a crisp and youthful cry suddenly rang out under the Stone Pavilion.
Luo Youwei looked curiously toward the source of the sound.
And from her own Elder Changfeng's shoulder,
she saw a bird with grey feathers and pupils of a purple-gold hue.
It looked somewhat unsophisticated,
