"Well, you can't really say it like that. Chen Lao'er is quite impressive, at least in terms of astronomy, geography, geomancy, and especially unbeatable in grave digging. He's invincible in that!" Ye Wudao touched his chin, thinking that he shouldn't be too harsh on Chen Lao'er.
The scene shifts.
The ancestral home of Taoism, Dragon Tiger Mountain!
Inside the majestic Sanqing Hall, two elderly men sit opposite each other next to a chessboard.
One wears a straw hat, looking like a simple farmer with rough hands, very unremarkable.
If someone with sharp eyes were here, they would be wide-eyed in astonishment.
This man is none other than Jiang Hai, one of the six lords of Dragon Country!
Sitting opposite Jiang Hai is a disheveled Taoist elder, picking his toes with his left hand and holding a roast chicken in his right, oil dripping from his mouth as he eats.
"Master Tao, it's your turn to move!" Jiang Hai said with a smile.
