Chapter 1026: Chapter 1026 [Another Old Lama]

Hearing this, Ye Jianguo looked embarrassed, but he quickly covered it up. He blushed and said, “Old Ji, you’re so clever, can’t you tell I’m being modest? Do you really need me to spell it out for you?”

“Alright, alright, let’s continue the game,” Ji Qingrong immediately said.

The two immediately got entangled on the chessboard, and for a long time, neither of them spoke.

Finally, it was Ye Jianguo who broke the silence: “Old Ji, have you heard that the little girl from the Qin family won the first prize in the hunting competition?”

Ji Qingrong nodded: “Of course, I’ve heard about it. Although no one from my Ji family participated this time, I’ve heard the news. Old Ye, you’re trying to talk about the master by the little girl from the Qin family, right?”

“That’s right, it’s that person called Ye. Now he’s been blown out of proportion by a bunch of kids, and some even say he’s stronger than my family’s Mingtian. It’s really infuriating,” Ye Jianguo said discontentedly.

“Haha, I heard that this Ye is extremely powerful, even praised to the heavens by Wang Zhongjie. Even Li Xiang, the successor of the Flying Knife, greatly admires him,” Ji Qingrong nodded.

“What’s his background anyway? Why have I never heard of this person before,” Ye Jianguo asked, puzzled.

A sly look flashed in Ji Qingrong’s eyes, and he smiled, “I heard that this Ye was a master discovered by Qin Changtian and the little girl from the Qin family while they were hunting in the mountains. At that time, Qin Changtian’s six guards were terrified to the point of crying out for their father and mother.”

“Crying out for their parents seems a bit exaggerated, right? I know Qin Changtian’s six guards, they’re all top-notch experts,” Ye Jianguo said.

“Anyway, the rumors aren’t false; he might even be stronger than your Mingtian,” Ji Qingrong teased.

Ye Jianguo glared at him and said, “Stop talking nonsense, let’s settle the score on the chessboard.”

As time ticked by, with Ye Jianguo’s final move with a black piece, the game on the board concluded.

“Haha, I won again.”

Previously feeling down, Ye Jianguo was now released, shouting with excitement.

Ji Qingrong showed a hint of helplessness on his face and smiled, “You’ve beaten me again.”

Ye Jianguo gave him a sideways look and said, “Old Ji, I really can’t understand, every time you lose to me, and over so many years, not once have you won. Why do you keep challenging me to play chess?”

“Hehe, Old Ye, I enjoy this. You’re focused on the result, but I just enjoy the process of playing chess,” Ji Qingrong said with ease.

Ye Jianguo dismissed, “Who’s talking about enjoying the process after losing?”

“That’s where you and I differ,” Ji Qingrong said.

“Haha, I think you’re just coming up with excuses for losing,” Ye Jianguo said disdainfully.

Ji Qingrong seemed unfazed by Ye Jianguo’s disdain and said calmly, “You, Old Ye, have defeated national-level players on the chessboard. Having known you for decades, I’ve never heard of you losing on the board. Of course, I can’t compare.”

Ji Qingrong laughed at the thought of something, “Old Ye, I forgot to tell you. I have failed before…”

“What? You’ve failed?” Upon hearing this news, Ji Qingrong was shocked: “Who did you lose to?”

“Of course, it was my Mingtian. I played three times against him, and I lost all three, even though it was just for fun, but I was fully committed,” Ye Jianguo said.

“Hiss!”

Ji Qingrong couldn’t help but draw a breath: “Being able to beat you, that’s truly terrifying.”

“That’s Mingtian of the Ye Family,” Ye Jianguo said without reservation.

…

Today, Ye Chenfeng received news from Adolf, saying that he’d found clues connecting Esoteric Buddhism with the Qin Family.

Kazhuo Knife!

This shocked Ye Chenfeng, and he suddenly thought that Qin Yanran’s equipped knife was the Kazhuo Knife from the Zang Family, proving a connection with Esoteric Buddhism.

“Hello, Young Master Ye?” When Xiao Liu received the call, he was quite flattered.

“I want to see your master,” Ye Chenfeng went straight to the point.

“Alright, Young Master Ye, I’ll come to pick you up right away.”

Not long after, Xiao Liu specifically drove to pick up Ye Chenfeng.

Qin family residence, it was an estate.

Located in a picturesque area of Capital City nestled between mountains and water, it’s a location with excellent feng shui. The entrance of the estate is grand and imposing, with two majestic stone lions at the gate that command respect.

Within the estate, the scenery is beautiful, with villas, lakes, and pavilions forming a stunning picture. The Eastern architectural style provides a visual impact.

In the majestic, luxuriously decorated hall of the Qin family, only a sprightly old man with a youthful face and white hair sat on the grand master’s chair in the center. Though his skin was a bit wrinkled, his sharp, spirited eyes stared forward, occasionally flashing with brilliance. His naturally authoritative aura made the other five guards hold their breath.

“Master, Young Master Ye is here.”

Then, Xiao Liu led Ye Chenfeng into the hall.

“Brother Ye?” Upon seeing Ye Chenfeng, Qin Changtian showed a slight smile, slightly easing the tense atmosphere in the room, which was otherwise overwhelmingly oppressive.

“Old Qin!”

Ye Chenfeng nodded, acknowledging.

Ye Chenfeng’s gaze swept over the six people, including Xiao Liu, and Qin Changtian immediately understood.

“All of you, step aside!” Qin Changtian said.

Xiao Liu obediently left upon hearing this, but the other five seemed hesitant since they hadn’t had much interaction with Ye Chenfeng, unlike Xiao Liu.

“What are you standing there for? Leave!” Qin Changtian said, slightly irritated.

“Yes, Master!”

The five then left the hall, leaving only Ye Chenfeng and Qin Changtian.

“Brother Ye, just say whatever it is you need to,”

Qin Changtian knew it couldn’t be simple; otherwise, Ye Chenfeng wouldn’t have come personally looking for him.

Ye Chenfeng got straight to the point: “Old Qin, I want to ask where Yanran’s Kazhuo Knife came from?”

“Hmm?”

Qin Changtian’s eyes narrowed, surprised for a long while before finally responding, “It was gifted by an old lama.”

“An old lama?”

Hearing Qin Changtian’s response, Ye Chenfeng became a bit excited. The information from Adolf was indeed correct; they were on the right track.

Whether it was the beginning with Ninth Master, Yu Chisu, or now Qin Changtian, their answers all pointed to one person: an old lama.

Initially, for what Yu Chisu said the previous night, Ye Chenfeng held a semi-skeptical attitude, but now he believed most of it.

“Yes, exactly an old lama. He is truly a master; if this were ancient times, he would be the grand national master protecting the state. For example, the estate where the Qin family is now located was personally chosen by him, and ever since the Qin residence moved here, the family’s fortune has been on the rise over the years.”