Chapter 1011

Since the conversation has reached this point, Lu Qiuwei also said with a straight face, "Master Yu, you are a guest from afar; please do not make things difficult for us subordinates." "Subordinates? Whose subordinates are you now?" Yu Zecheng swept his gaze across the room; there were about twenty or so Yangshan guards in the Nuanxiang Study.

Getting rid of them shouldn't be a difficult task.

He glanced at the two guards behind him, and the latter understood, secretly channeling their true qi, preparing to draw their blades in one go.

Lu Qiuwei stepped back in astonishment: "What are you all doing? The Nuanxiang Study is not a place for violence!"

He kept one hand behind his back and quickly made a few gestures.

This was to tell the others: Form the formation!

Not a battle formation, but a labyrinth formation.

The task the Lord gave him was to keep Yu Zecheng here, but without truly falling out and fighting; the difficulty was quite high.

So, setting up a few illusions to confuse the opponent and stall for time was likely the optimal solution.

In the Yangshan Archipelago, Yu Zecheng could not rely on magic power to see through the illusions and could only break them manually.

Lu Qiuwei's formation had already been set up before the explosion at the pier; it only lacked the trigger.

However, just at this moment, a commotion came from outside, and then a few people walked into the Nuanxiang Study with leisurely steps.

The guests were all rushing out, but only they were moving against the current, which was quite eye-catching.

Strangely, many travelers stopped in their tracks and widened their eyes upon seeing the person in the lead, no longer squeezing toward the door.

This person crossed the threshold and asked very peacefully and calmly: "What happened?"

Yu Zecheng could not be more familiar with this person and this face, yet at this very moment, upon suddenly meeting him, he felt a chill seeping out from his back.

He had brushed past death twice on the battlefield, and at that time, he had also felt this sudden chill on his back and rapid breathing.

The guy in front of him was the secondary target of his operation tonight—

He Lingchuan stood with his hands behind his back right in front of him, his sleeves fluttering in the light breeze, with Lu Qiuwei and the others following behind him.

"The hurricane is coming, and there are changes outside, so it is better for Mr. Yu to stay here." He Lingchuan's smile was also very kind, like a host earnestly advising a guest, "It is windy and rainy outside; I am afraid you will get soaked if you get caught in it."

Yu Zecheng stared at him without blinking.

His subordinate Wang Xiang had clearly reported He Lingchuan's death, yet this guy suddenly appeared in front of him? An illusion! The moment he saw He Lingchuan, he understood.

He Xiao must have used some kind of illusion technique to deceive Wanqi Song and Wang Xiang, all to lead him to make the decision to strike.

Those two pieces of trash! One inside the door, one outside, the gaze they exchanged seemed to spark with fire.

After a long while, Mr. Yu's Adam's apple moved: "Island Master He has worked hard, having to run back and forth in this hurricane weather."

Now that things had reached this point, he felt no panic at his conspiracy being exposed.

The battle between Ye Qing and the spider demon had already begun; even if it was a trap, the reinforcements Yu Zecheng had invited from Lingxu City were no pushovers, and it was still hard to say who would win; taking a hundred steps back, even if the mission failed, they were from Beijia, so what could He Lingchuan really do to them?

"Not hard at all, not hard at all, this is all what I should do." He Lingchuan smiled, "Last time we drank, Mr. Yu said you liked playing backgammon; tonight the wind and rain are raging, and since you have nowhere to go anyway, why not play a couple of rounds with me, your host?"

He emphasized the four words "nowhere to go."

Yu Zecheng sneered slightly and pointed to the guest room where he was staying: "Alright, please come in."

When did he ever like playing backgammon? He only said he played a few rounds occasionally. But given the current situation, he also wanted to see what the guy surnamed He was really trying to do.

If the guy surnamed He dared to follow him inside, he wouldn't mind—

He Lingchuan, however, shook his head and took a step back, pointing to the center of the Nuanxiang Study: "If we play, we play big."

What he was pointing at was the huge backgammon board on the first floor of the Nuanxiang Study!

Yu Zecheng's gaze narrowed; what kind of trick was the guy surnamed He playing?

He Lingchuan did not give him a chance to refuse, walking to the side of the board in two or three steps, and gestured with his hand: "Please enter the game, sir."

Looking at his sincere smile as always, Yu Zecheng sneered and walked over leisurely.

This was his first time seeing such a large backgammon board.

This Island Master He really knew how to play.

The giant chessboard was expected to become one of the landmarks of the Hot Spring Villa, leaving a deep impression on the guests arriving at Suoding Island, but He Lingchuan had his own reasons for bringing it out now.

He made a "please" gesture to Yu Zecheng.

At the same time, several people entered from outside and sat at the surrounding tables, all with sharp eyes and cultivation bases.

Yu Zecheng knew that these were all He Lingchuan's elite subordinates.

He looked out the window; shadows were flickering, and he couldn't tell if it was tree branches or human figures moving.

The enemy was many, and he was few.

Yu Zecheng walked over slowly, less than three feet away from He Lingchuan: "Who plays black?"

At this distance, could he launch a sudden attack and take down He Lingchuan in one go?

Capture the bandits by capturing their leader first; as long as he took down He Lingchuan, the current trouble could be solved instantly.

This idea was very attractive, but Yu Zecheng immediately recalled an old piece of news: Fan Sheng, the deputy commander of the Lingxu City Concentric Guard, had once been defeated by He Xiao, and the defeat was very ugly.

In other words, this young man's own combat power was not weak at all.

Did he have no reliance to dare to get close to Yu Zecheng?

That said, since He Xiao had returned to the Nuanxiang Study, where were the Bailong people who started the riot? "Mr. Yu is a guest from afar, and a distinguished guest of Beijia at that. This chessboard was only finished a few days ago, so it is only right that you make the first move." He Lingchuan smiled, "I will let you go first."

A double entendre, secretly fitting the situation.

Lu Qiuwei on the side curled his lips; was it letting him go first or inviting him into the trap? The Lord still had to poke at people's vitals while playing chess.

Yu Zecheng kept a straight face and walked past He Lingchuan.

When brushing past him, he barely managed to suppress the urge to strike.

There was simply no certainty of a successful strike.

The two stood still on the chessboard.

The Hot Spring Villa was full today; the guests coming in and out saw that this super-sized chessboard was not just for show and that someone was actually using it, so they immediately gathered around.

Guests on the second and third floors were all squeezing by the railings to look down.

Backgammon had a wide audience, and seven or eight out of ten guests here knew how to play. Since they had nowhere to go in the hurricane weather anyway, everyone didn't mind watching the excitement.

Yu Zecheng picked up two dice and threw them out.

The pieces were large, and the dice were not small either, comparable in size to watermelons, but they were very light, and a five-year-old child could easily hold them.

Two dice, one was three points, one was two points, totaling only five points.

The pieces were waist-high, and Yu Zecheng had to move the black horse himself.

Why did He Lingchuan come to find him? He had always stayed in the inn, not leaving a single step.

From He Lingchuan faking his death to reappearing, it had only been half an incense stick of time; Yu Zecheng found it hard to believe that he could have dealt with Wanqi Song and over a hundred Bailong people in such a short time and then appeared here.

Just the travel time would be tight enough, unless this guy had some kind of earth-escaping magic.

Moreover, the riot at the pier was still ongoing, and the Beijia squad would continue to besiege the spider demon; any one of these was a burden Island Master He could not bear.

Why did He Lingchuan not go to busy himself with those two ends, but had to run back to play chess with him? "Oh my, Mr. Yu's luck is not very good." He Lingchuan threw the dice casually, and it was five and six points, "I have let you win for nothing."

He held the white horse to change positions, looking like he was far ahead.

"Hard to say, things in the world are unpredictable." Yu Zecheng looked up and saw that his two subordinates were being watched. The Yangshan people were watching them like thieves, not allowing them to go upstairs to their rooms, let alone move around.

He pointed with his hand: "What is the meaning of this?"

"Focus!" He Lingchuan didn't even look up, kicking the chessboard with his toe, making two thudding sounds, "The opening is unfavorable; if Mr. Yu doesn't focus, you will easily lose."

Yu Zecheng looked at him and suddenly understood: this kid came over personally to watch him, not letting him contact his subordinates.

Playing chess with a giant board, the two walked around, with nowhere to hide their hands and feet, and they couldn't use magic either.

It really is something this kid could think of! But this meant that He Lingchuan indeed knew very clearly what the Beijia people were doing! Cold sweat seeped out of Yu Zecheng's back.

He could not contact the outside, so he could not guide his subordinates in battle in real-time. Then, what would happen to Ye Qing and the others in the eastern part of Suoding Island? He decided not to speak in riddles anymore: "He Xiao, what exactly are you doing?"

"On a hurricane night, I guarantee Mr. Yu can live comfortably here." He Lingchuan threw the dice again, not moving the old pieces, but moving two new pieces forward, "This peace is worth cherishing; how many people go through wind and rain, yet cannot get any benefit."

At this time, on the wine tray in Yu Zecheng's guest room, water stains formed words again.

But there was no one in the guest room, and this message went unanswered.

Ye Qing and the others fighting in the wind and rain could not get instructions from Yu Zecheng.

On the first floor of the Nuanxiang Study, He Lingchuan's two pieces both occupied Yu Zecheng's beam, so he happily ate one of his black horses: "Zhu Erniang is unwilling to leave, and Yangshan doesn't want to offend Beijia; it's difficult! Sigh, I really have invited both of you together. Mr. Yu, if we could compete fairly, I mean if, this is a good opportunity. Zhu Erniang has left its nest, and there are few offspring around it. If your people can defeat Zhu Erniang, I will say no more and immediately send a large ship to send you back!"

No matter how beautiful his polite words were, Yu Zecheng remained unmoved: "Is that so? Besides Zhu Erniang, what else is on this island?"

Otherwise, this kid would not be so fearless.

Did his pre-war intelligence miss some key points?

He Lingchuan thought for a moment and shrugged: "Mainly just the spider demon."

……

Crossing the low mountain ahead, you reach the Suoding Island pier.

The closer he got to the destination, the more cautious Wanqi Feng became. He lay on the hilltop looking down, only to see that the fire at the pier had been extinguished, but the wind blowing over still carried a smell of smoke and char.

His confidant leaned over and said: "Young Master, something is wrong!"

Wanqi Feng's face was as heavy as water. He discovered the problem at a glance: the pier was brightly lit, and lying on the hilltop looking down, he could clearly distinguish the explosion site—

That was definitely not the originally planned freight yard and warehouse!

The gunpowder barrels that the Bailong people had placed here in advance had not been detonated.

(End of chapter)