Midnight.
Huajing Alley.
Chen Ji and Bai Long sat opposite each other in the main hall of the Spy Department, with a chessboard placed between them.
It was the old rule from the time at Dragon King Village, playing fast chess, with each move not exceeding ten breaths.
The two men held black and white pieces, respectively, quickly making their moves.
Bai Long wore a mask, and as he watched the trend on the chessboard, he placed a piece and exclaimed, "You don't seem flustered at all; your style of play has greatly changed since last time. You finally understand the concept of 'letting go.' While the Healing Solitary Swallowing Dragon's moves are clever, they are also the most greedy and therefore, undesirable."
Chen Ji did not respond, focusing intently on the chessboard.
Bai Long spoke leisurely, "It's already 9 to 11 PM, and Yun Yang and the others still haven't brought the Princely Heir before me. I fear they must have botched the job again."
