An old man with white hair sat in front of a chessboard in the estate’s courtyard. Though no opponent was playing against him, he still looked earnest.
He frowned when someone disturbed him.
“Why is he here? Isn’t he busy managing the auction house?”
“He said there’s something important that needs to be discussed with you,” replied his personal bodyguard, a Seventh Stage fighter. Ran Yi had made countless opponents over the years, and he had always assisted the former all this time.
Ran Yi sneered, “What could be more important than my game of chess?”