Finally, at the age of sixty-two, he became King of Wu.

Even in the entire Chu Dynasty, it can still be ranked in the top fifty!

Now that thousands of years have passed, Fu Liuxin has lived in seclusion, and it has become almost a legend.

Snap!

In the mountaineering pavilion on the main peak, he is as handsome as a young man's heart. He gently falls down and a smile appears on his face.

"Holy Son, it seems that I have won one move!"

The legendary Fu Liuxin had a smile as innocent as a child's.

Opposite him, His Royal Highness the Holy Son, holding the black zi, was none other than Zhang Wuyou, whom he had not seen for a long time.

Zhang Wuyou also had a smile on his face and said: "Ding Gong seems to be happy too early..."

Snap!

As the words fell, there was also a sunspot.

"this……"

Fu Liuxin's expression froze, and he looked at the chessboard for a long time before throwing down the chess pieces in despair.

"I won't play any more... I played hundreds of games with His Highness and didn't win even once. His Highness is really good at calculating!"

Fu Liuxin's almost rogue behavior made Zhang Wuyou smile.

At this time, an elder of the Liuli Sword Sect walked into the mountain climbing pavilion and bowed respectfully.
Chapter completed!