The coast of the East China Sea!

Songhai City.

Inside the inn, the sun was shining brightly, casting golden light along the windowsill, illuminating the bedroom.

Ying Ziye was sitting on the seat, the chessboard in front of him was clearly black and white, and the two armies were fighting fiercely!

It's time for a son to fall!

Ying Ziye stretched out his hand to pick up the wine glass, took a sip of fine wine, and looked at the young man in front of him who had changed from his usual desolate image.

Han Xin's long hair was tied into a bunch hanging down his back, and he had a long sword by his side, looking particularly capable.

Between his brows and eyes, he was still cold and expressionless.

At this moment, Han Xin was looking at the chessboard with his eyes thoughtfully, holding the white piece in his hand, thinking about where to place it.

The black and white chess pieces are fighting and entangled, but the black chess piece is like a long dragon, extremely ferocious, entrenched between the sky and the earth, suppressing the white piece, and wrapping it up!

The white piece can only evade and retreat in panic, losing every step of the way to breathe. All the chess pieces are taken by the black dragon, leaving only a few pieces!

No matter how hard he thought, or even made dangerous moves, he could not break the black dragon's suppression.

"Young master is really superb at chess, I can't believe you are inferior to him!"

Han Xin sighed.

Looking at Ying Ziye's calm and composed smile, he looked like a god overlooking the world!

The opponent has anticipated every move he makes, and has planned his back-up moves well in advance.

It left him unable to resist at all.

Any move is under Ying Ziye’s control!

"Ha ha……"

Ying Ziye smiled softly and didn't say much.

At this moment, a figure appeared outside the door, it was a member of the bad guys.

Han Xin's eyes moved slightly, but he didn't say much.

But I heard a member of the bad guys say respectfully: "Sir, in Daze Township, the land of farmers, the leader of Lieshan Hall, Tian Meng, is dead!"

When Ying Ziye heard this, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he nodded slightly to show his understanding, but did not answer.

"Then my subordinate is resigning for the time being!"

The bad guys bowed their hands and bowed respectfully, then disappeared.

Han Xin remained calm, turned his eyes, and continued to stare at the chessboard.

Seeing how calm he was, Ying Ziye smiled and said, "Aren't you surprised or confused about their identities?"

Hearing this, Han Xin said calmly: "Young master, he has the world in his heart. If he didn't even have this means, Han Xin wouldn't be here."

"As for things that Han Xin shouldn't know, Han Xin won't ask!"

He knew that Ying Ziye had a profound background, his men were powerful, and they were even stronger!

He was not shocked at all.

Moreover, Han Xin had already determined his identity. As a subordinate, his master would not tell him. Although he was curious, he would not ask.

When Ying Ziye heard this, he was quite satisfied with Han Xin's correct attitude and self-awareness.
Chapter completed!