C34 Solving Problem of Wind and Cloud Change (1/2)

This chess match would be settled by Song Que.

The game of chess was complicated, but there was only the single chess piece that was left to solve the problem. Song Qishen stood up, and everyone's eyes were on him. He sat gracefully on the praying mat, and when he stepped down, the game was over.

”I never thought that there would be such a talent in Dongsheng.” The Southern Barbaric Emissary probably never expected that someone would actually solve it, and his expression was slightly unsightly.

Although Gu Jingyuan was imbecile and incompetent, there were people who would bring honor to their country. The pride in their hearts was inertia.

He laughed loudly, ”Master Song is a pillar of our country, of course he's not bad.”

Meng Zijue held his chin and looked over. The smell of alcohol was still lingering in his nose. He saw Jingfei looking at Song Qi River with eyes filled with stars.

”Hur hur.” Meng Zixian couldn't help but chuckle.

”Can you continue playing chess with me?” Among the Southern Barbaric Emissaries, the skinny man looked at Song Qi, sincerely hoping.

Song Qishen naturally agreed. The eunuchs quickly brought over the chessboard and the corresponding chess pieces. The two of them would play according to this game. Each time they played, the eunuch would play one.

Gu Jingyuan didn't like this, so he started to doze off as soon as he saw it.

Quiet And Steadfast was watching the game with interest. His finger was dipped in wine as he started drawing on the table, trying to deduce where the next chess piece would land.

Meng Ziteng didn't understand this much, just like Gu Jingyuan. After watching for a while, he felt like dozing off, so he closed his eyes and quietly dozed off.

After an unknown period of time, a wave of applause accompanied by a loud and clear sound, ”Alright!”

Meng Zixian was so shocked that her body trembled. Her eyes were dry and uncomfortable. The surrounding was very lively. It seemed that Song Qishen had won.

”I admit defeat. Master Song's chess skills are indeed formidable.” The skinny Southern Barbaric Envoy was neither angry nor happy as he stood up and admitted defeat.

The envoy that brought up the competition had a face that maintained peace with great difficulty, then he stood out and said, ”Dongsheng is truly filled with talented people. Our Southern Barbaric Nether Domain has conceded this round.”

”Speaking of which, there are people who are brave enough to fight in the battlefield. Our Southern Barbaric Kingdom had wanted to ask for advice a long time ago. Can we let the warriors of Dongsheng compete with us, the brave warriors of the Southern Barbaric Nether Domain?”

This was something that should be agreed upon. Refusing was not enough to show the magnanimity of a country. People would think that Dongsheng was afraid.

”Of course, our martial arts are still not bad.” Gu Jingyuan had already drunk too much and was a bit confused. Song Lianhe had naturally come out to take charge of the situation.

The emissary nodded with a satisfied smile on his face. He waved his hand and a big, muscular man walked out. He had a mouth full of stubble and looked very fierce.

”This is a warrior from the Southern Barbaric Nether Domain. I hope he can seek advice from the East.” The envoy bowed and said with a smile.

Song Que maintained his poise: ”You can pick anyone here, including me.”

The burly man looked around and chose Gu Jing City, which was currently drinking.

”Cough, cough.” Gu Jing Cheng coughed and put down the wine pot. He quickly waved his hand and said, ”I can't win.”

Meng Zixian had always been thinking, why must Song Que find out who the person behind the handkerchief was? The one who was harmed by the handkerchief was Gu Jingcheng, so in other words, Gu Jingcheng and Song Qishen definitely had a relationship.

”If that's the case, then I'll have to go up.” Gu Jingcheng was slim. Perhaps it was because of that injury, but he still hadn't recovered from it. When he stood up, he looked even weaker.

Moreover, the Southern Barbaric Nether Domain had chosen a ”thin and weak” person to fight with. The difference between the two was too great, and some people had already started whispering to each other, but some people's eyes became more profound as a dark light appeared behind their backs.

This banquet wasn't just a competition, perhaps there would be a test?

He made room for the two of them in an open area not far from where they could fight.