C575 The Guest Kicked the Door

In the well-lit Martial Arts Hall of the Tianwu Sect, Chu Lin was seated before a chessboard, facing the blind, gray-clothed elder across from him. Over time, the two had developed a strong rapport. The quirky old man and Chu Lin hit it off, often engaging in lengthy discussions about martial arts that could last an entire day.

With a soft clack, Chu Lin placed a chess piece on the board