558 Sangsangs Chess Play and the First Match Reminiscent of Bear Paws and Unclean Cuts (2/2)

The yellow-garbed old monk had spoken unkindly to Ning Que earlier, so Sangsang didn't like the man. Her gaze skipped the old monk's face and landed on the stone chess board.

For some reason, Sangsang's eyes grew brighter. Then, she carefully and softly asked, ”What is the prize for this game?”

Ning Que knew there would be a problem when Sangsang's eyes grew brighter. In the past, her eyes would only get this bright when she saw taels of silver. However, he did not expect Sangsang to ask such a question, and his expression grew interesting to watch.

The Calligraphy Addict did not expect Sangsang to ask if there was a prize, and was stunned speechless.

The yellow-garbed old monk was the most shocked. He had been overseeing the three games of chess on Wa Mountain since decades ago. He had also seen many competitors with stunning chess abilities. However, this was the first time someone had asked what the prize was.

This was a chess game that embodied the wisdom of the high monks and Bhadantas of the Lanke Temple. This was a necessary and dignified test for people who wished to meet Master Qishan. However, the girl had treated it no differently than a gamble in rundown gambling dens!

The monk in yellow robes was shocked, and then, he grew furious. Even though the girl was the Lady of Light from the West-Hill Divine Palace, how could she shame the Lanke Temple? He ignored Sangsang's question with a glacial look.

Sangsang looked at Ning Que's and Mo Shanshan's expressions. She saw the yellow-garbed old monk, who looked as if he was grieving the death of his family and knew that her question was out of line. She couldn't help but feel ashamed.

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The cultivators had all returned to the large tree's canopy. They prepared to watch the chess match excitedly. While they did not dare to stand too close to the chess board, they were all skilled cultivators and could see what was happening on the chess board clearly.

While they could not see the Lady of Light's face from their position, they were still very excited to be able to witness the Lady of Light's first game of chess in the world.

Not everyone present was interested in the match. The high monk from the Xuankong Temple who was sitting on the palanquin would not watch Ning Que's handmaiden play chess after being shamed by him.

The Buddhist palanquin moved. Quni Madi led the sadhus from the Yuelun Kingdom, under the direction of the Lanke Temple's abbot, past the stone table and toward the stone bridge on the Jumping Tiger stream.

Ning Que turned around, and caught the eye of the Flower Addict, Lu Chenjia.

Lu Chenjia's gaze was so calm, it was odd. It was like the remnants of snow on the meadows of the Wilderness. It was fading, and yet especially frigid.

Even Ning Que, who was used to death, felt a chill run down his spine when he caught her eye.

He looked away and at the Buddhist palanquin. He said, ”Stop.”

The Buddhist palanquin stopped.

Ning Que asked, ”Why can the master on the palanquin cross if I can't?”

This question was directed at the yellow-garbed monk.

The monk frowned and asked, ”These are our guests from the Buddhism Sect, so why can't they cross?”

”If disciples of the Buddhism Sect can cross, why can't I? Princess Chen Jia became a Buddhist as a child, but she entered the Revelation Institute to cultivate in Taoism, and prayed to Haotian. Can she still be considered as a Buddhist?”

Ning Que turned around to look at the monk and said, ”Is this what you mean by rules are alive? I have never seen such unscrupulous rules like this in my entire life. The Academy will not accept such rules.”

Then, he continued, ”If rules have to be abided, then it applies to everyone. I don't care about monks in the Lanke Temple, but people outside of the Lanke Temple, no matter whether they are from the White Tower Temple or the Xuankong Temple, cannot cross the bridge before us.”

Everything was silent.

Quni Madi looked at Ning Que viciously. Ning Que seemed as if he did not see that, and only looked at the Buddhist palanquin.

Even though he had not attempted to risk killing the Xuankong Temple's high monk, he was still very vigilant. Rather than letting the other party head up the mountain first, he might as well keep them in his sights so that he can deal with them.

The monk behind the curtains waved his hand, and the Buddhist palanquin was put down.

Ning Que frowned slightly.

Then, the South Jin chess master suddenly shouted in surprise by the chessboard.

The shout was filled with many complicated emotions. There was shock, anger, and then pity.

Just like how the Headmaster had visited a certain village in the mountains north of the Yan Kingdom and spent just three hours to serve his guests a bear paw. Or like how Ning Que had watched his companions take three strokes to cut off the head of a Horse Gang member by the Shubi Lake. The cut wasn't clean and could not be used to earn military credits or exchange for taels of silver.

”How can it be placed there! Do you even know how to play chess?!”

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