The bamboo courtyard was oppressive.
On the stone table's chessboard, pieces of varying shades lay interspersed. Though not world-shaking, they faintly emanated a murderous aura.
The eyes of the old man in the gray robe were cloudy as he placed another light-colored piece, an invisible pressure filling the air: "Master Lu, are you willing to be the one to break the game?"
The young man in the emperor's robe had a piercing gaze, lightly tapping the board with his fingertip as a dark piece fell: "Ready to die ten thousand times over."
"Ready to die ten thousand times over." Lu Yuan nodded thoughtfully, "In Master Lu's eyes, what does this world look like?"
Lu Ran slightly raised an eyebrow, looking at the old man.
Lu Yuan stared back, waiting for Lu Ran's reply.
Lu Ran contemplated for a moment, organizing his words: "Gods and demons collude, enslaving the Human Clan for generations, providing faith for the Divine and nourishment for the Evil Demons.
