C441 Enemies Are on a Narrow Road Aren't They

A magnificent French manor.

In the hall filled with the fragrance of tea, Zuo Zhan and Elder Huo were chatting happily.

The black and white amber chessboard in each other's hands was surging with killing intent.

"You have been visiting me many times over the past few days. I don't think you just want to play chess with my old man. What is it exactly?" As Elder Huo spoke