Ye Futian turned his eyes at everyone celebrating. Liu Zong was, after all, a successor of the saints of a sacred ground of Eastern State, a proud genius tutored by the three saints of Xihua Sacred Mountain. It was naturally a wish of the people to have him break the Celestial Dragon Chess Game.
Everyone was happy for him.
Ye Futian did not what to think about all that. The art of chess was never something absolute, and there were always choices when placing one's piece. There was no way he could stand out and accuse Li Kaishan of going easy on Liu Zong.
