The Profundity Monarch sighed as he put the chess piece back into the box. “Young Friend, why do you like to force people so?”

“I guess it’s because I’ve been pushed around for too long, I think I want to see what it feels like to flip the table.”

The Profundity Monarch shook his head. A nearby duke shouted, “Zhao Qianye! Are you not afraid that your insolence will drag the Zhao clan down?”

Qianye turned glanced expressionlessly at the man. “How so? Is it like this?”

Several threads of blood shot toward the duke at extreme speed! This attack was almost unbelievable. That man could do nothing but watch the incoming strike with an ashen face. He was simply...