"Master, Little Junior Brother he … seems to be somewhat dissatisfied with your decision, and he arbitrarily summoned Ye Yuan to Westspirit Region," Ji Mo said with a helpless
Sacred Ancestor High Priest stood with his hands behind his back. Suddenly, he reached his hand out and beckoned. A table-sized chessboard landed on the table.
"Ji Mo, you bring this chessboard and make a trip to Wan Xiang Great Imperial Capital." Wing said with a faint smile.
Ji Mo's entire body trembled and he said, "Master, this … this is the Ask Not chessboard that you studied for several million years! You're actually going to let that kid crack it? You … wouldn't really take him to be Second Sage, right?"
When he said this, Ji Mo's words more or less still carried some indignation.
He touched his heart and felt that when he was young, he also had talent that did not lose to Ye Yuan.
