"Interest? Playing chess?"
Jiang Dali calmly and coldly looked at the Undying God within the curtains of the Divine Temple, deliberately provoking him with a smile, "Is your interest also watching others play chess? As far as I know, back in the day, when you played against the Martial Arts Legend Wu Ming, Wu Ming only made one move and you were defeated. Since then, you haven't dared to seek him out for a match."
"Shut up!"
The Undying God suddenly let out a cold shout, his voice like a thunderbolt on a clear day, causing the entire Divine Temple to tremble as if shaken. The already icy air instantly became even colder, and the many Beast Slaves in the corridor locked their eyes full of hostility and murderous intent on Jiang Dali, ready to attack at any moment.
