Sunan had said that Levanfell’s chess game had been stuck for three years at the time he told the story. Was now within those three years or not?
“Yoyo Hwa?”
Sunan shook my arm again as I stared blankly at the chessboard.
Instead of going to him, I slowly walked towards the chessboard.
Approaching the chessboard, I was half certain. This was the period when Levanfell was troubled by the unresolved chess game.
Hope surged anew. What would happen if I used that story? Could I change Levanfell’s mind?
I shouldn’t change the future, but this much should be okay. It’s a small and trivial matter.
Since my disciple doesn’t know my every move, I could change these minor things happening outside the palace.
Sunan had told me the story, saying that the grandmaster would be embarrassed, so never tell it to anyone else.
‘Okay.’
Determined, I looked down at the chessboard and taunted.
“You’re stuck in your thoughts, Grandmaster. That’s why you judge people rashly and get stuck in chess.”
“Yoyo Hwa!”
Sunan called my name in shock.
But I smiled at Levanfell, whose face was frozen in anger.
“You’re very impudent, Scholar Yoyo.”
His expression was as terrifying as a tiger leaping from a cave, but I managed to suppress my fear, conscious of my disciple nearby.
With determination, I taunted Levanfell again.
“The surroundings are clean, but only this chessboard is dusty. It’s not a good ornament. Did you get stuck playing chess by yourself and stop?”
Fortunately, the effect showed.
“You talk well. If you’re so good, why don’t you, Scholar Yoyo, find the way yourself?”
Levanfell proposed coldly.
“I wonder. I’m not good at playing chess, you know.”
While inwardly calling for joy, I looked down at the chessboard with a sulky expression.
But with my eyes, I was diligently looking for the chess piece that Sunan had told me to ‘move up two squares.’
Sunan only told me that the guest moved a piece up two squares, not what piece it was.
Think. Think, Yoyo Hwa. Which piece is it? Which piece should be moved up two squares to change the whole game?
‘This is it!’
I finally found the piece. I struggled not to shake my hand as I picked it up and moved it up two squares with a clear snap.
Then I looked at Yu Gaju and smiled.
But Yu Gaju had already stood up and was striding towards me, whipping his sleeves, before I even turned my head.
The old man, who looked like a tiger, came right next to me and looked down at the chessboard I had moved with sharp eyes.
Curious, the disciple also slowly approached and stood beside me, looking down at the chessboard together.
My heart began to race like mad. Would this really work?
But Yu Gaju just looked at the chessboard silently, almost suffocatingly, without saying a word.
Then, after a long time, he looked at his disciple and spoke with a smile.
“Indeed, like master, like disciple.”
My heart, which I thought couldn’t beat any faster, began to run wild. I looked at Yu Gaju, drenched in terror.
‘What does that mean right now…?’
Yu Gaju grinned and looked once at the 13th prince, once at me, driving a wedge into my anxiety.
“Solving the worries of the elderly in the same way by master and disciple. It’s truly enjoyable.”
“!”
Male lead reborn without memories — but he still falls for her.
The person he finds displeasing in this life turns out to be his cherished wife-master in previous life…
Xie Zhi and Fang Xianxing who had known each other for less than three days through a blind date sat in the same car in front of the civil affairs bureau. They had a disagreement and failed to get married.
Xie Zhi immediately took out his phone, slid through his contacts, and randomly selected the next marriage candidate.
The woman snatched his phone and hung up. Looking at his phone wallpaper, she awkwardly changed the subject: “An ancient painting, eh? It looks pretty good, it’s just that the person in the painting looks a bit like me.”
When he heard this, he sarcastically mocked her for being so delusional, completely unaware that, the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Wen Ru, the famous prime minister of Yuan Shun whom he most admired…
The female CEO who doesn’t want to get married with a divorce agreement in hand × The male archaeological researcher who will only get married if he’s sure he can get divorced
