The clamor of gongs and drums, the simultaneous ringing of bells and drums!
Walking among the crowd of percussionists, looking at those brothers and sisters with joyful faces, as if celebrating a festival, Wan Jianyi felt no joy in his heart; instead, at this moment, his heart was as cold as ice!
Indeed, Wan Jianyi's heart was very cold. His heart was cold not because there was anything wrong with this action, but because he felt that in this action, he and his fellow sect members were all pawns.
Pawns in the competitions and disputes of those big figures!
And he, Wan Jianyi, was unfortunately just one of those pawns, and the person they were going to confront this time was someone who could stand outside the chessboard and play in this Guiyuan Great World.
Playing chess; these two words sound simple, but how difficult it is to qualify to play chess.
