"Ziwei Star?" Yang Chen shook his head with a smile, "I don't believe in these things!"

Master Ye looked at Yang Chen, his gaze deep, "There are some things you have to believe!"

Yang Chen lapsed into silence.

He had visited the Old Immortal before and was deeply impressed by him.

"Was it the Old Immortal who saved me?" Yang Chen pondered for a moment and asked.

He recalled that the dean had once mentioned to him that if it hadn't been for the Old Immortal's advice back then, he might have perished in an 'accident.' After all, in those turbulent times, the death of one or two people was nothing significant.

Master Ye nodded slowly.

"Do you know my parents?" Yang Chen pressed on.

He wanted to confirm if the boss of Baisheng Real Estate was indeed his father.

Master Ye shook his head, "You need to ask your dean about this. I'm afraid I can't remember clearly now."

Yang Chen hesitated, then pondered for a moment, nodding slowly.

"Let's play another round!" Yang Chen suggested.

Master Ye was taken aback, looking at Yang Chen with surprise, not knowing his intentions.

However, seeing Yang Chen already packing the chess pieces, he couldn't refuse and chuckled, "What? Are you bullying an old man like me whose mind isn't agile anymore?"

"I wouldn't dare!" Yang Chen replied with a smile.

With the board set, the two of them each took their pieces and began to play.

After exchanging moves three times, the battle had reached a fever pitch.

Yang Chen, still holding the black pieces, was vigorous but appeared somewhat reckless, surrounded by Master Ye like a dragon stranded in shallow waters, a beast in a trap.

Finally, Master Ye placed a piece that completely severed the spine of Yang Chen's unformed black dragon, utterly cutting off its escape route.

Seeing this, Yang Chen said, "Master Ye, I guess I've lost this game, haven't I?"

Master Ye laughed heartily, "Pretty much, young man. Don't think you can bully me just because I'm old. Back in the day, I used to tie with your grandfather!"

Hearing Master Ye mention his grandfather, Yang Chen raised an eyebrow.

He paused, pointing to the board, "Master Ye, would you say that this game has no room for maneuver?"

Hearing Yang Chen say this, Master Ye couldn't help but start to doubt and stared at the board for a while. After careful observation, he indeed found no room for maneuver. Now, Yang Chen's position was indeed doomed.

"There's probably no way," Master Ye shook his head.

Yang Chen smiled slightly, pointing to a black piece at the center, "Life is like a game of chess, and this piece is like me. This backbone consists of my brothers, charging into battle for me. This flank is my family, and that one my friends. With the backbone broken and both sides cut off, I'm isolated in the middle, unable to break the encirclement even with great strength. Sometimes, all I can do is watch others approach step by step and take away those important to me. Would you call this fate's arrangement, or fate's injustice?"

Master Ye fell silent, not expecting Yang Chen to come up with such a life philosophy from a game of chess.

"At this point, should I resign myself to fate or rise in anger to resist?" Yang Chen asked.

Master Ye frowned, looking at the board, "Currently, you have nowhere to go, and resistance would only increase casualties."

"What if I had sufficient strength to protect my people?" Yang Chen said.

Master Ye was startled, sensing an underlying meaning in Yang Chen's words.

Yang Chen smiled, picked up a black piece, and looked at the board.

Master Ye was puzzled, not knowing what Yang Chen intended to do, as this was already a lost position!

Yang Chen's gaze fell on a spot on the board, and the black piece landed slowly.

A single move overturned the situation!

The momentum that Master Ye had disrupted gathered once again. Although it wasn't a black dragon anymore, the aura had clearly regrouped.

Only then did Master Ye realize that Yang Chen's pieces on both flanks had been hidden, biding their time. With Yang Chen's move, they suddenly turned into a powerful counterattack!

Immediately, Master Ye rushed to block, trying to prevent it in advance.

However, the blockade was still useless. In three moves, Yang Chen changed the situation, determining life and death!

Yang Chen's black pieces formed a sharp saber, cutting through Master Ye's white pieces, severing the foundation, leaving no room for resistance.

Master Ye looked at Yang Chen in amazement, not expecting that Yang Chen had such a move up his sleeve.

Yang Chen laughed, "Now, who can harm me?"

Master Ye was taken aback, unable to respond.

"Elder Ye!" Yang Chen took a deep breath and addressed Master Ye seriously, "You're Ye Xin's grandfather. I should be able to trust you, right?"

Master Ye furrowed his brows, staring at Yang Chen and asked, "What's your intention, young man?"

Unconsciously, Master Ye felt slightly nervous, as he recalled the Old Immortal's prophecy, fearing that Yang Chen might actually do something significant!

"Don't act recklessly!" Master Ye said sternly.

If things really escalated, the Ye family could indeed help Yang Chen rise to power, but it would be detrimental to the Flame Country!

Yang Chen paused, seemingly guessing Master Ye's thoughts, and gave a wry smile, "Elder Ye, you're overthinking it."

On hearing this, Master Ye exhaled a long breath, "Well then, just say it. If it's something I can do, there'll be no issue."

Yang Chen nodded slightly, "I need to borrow some soldiers from you!"

"Borrow soldiers!" Master Ye exclaimed, looking at Yang Chen in shock, "You still intend to..."

"No!" Yang Chen stopped Master Ye, saying solemnly, "I need the soldiers to guard some things! These things are very dangerous, and absolutely no one else can know about them. So I need a guard unit that's absolutely loyal and under control, with a sufficient number of members, and they can't just be decorative!"

Master Ye looked deeply at Yang Chen. Although he didn't know what Yang Chen intended, he believed Yang Chen wouldn't act recklessly.

"Although our Ye family holds considerable power, we're based in Jin Chen, and every move is watched by countless eyes. Doing such things isn't exactly safe. Why not try Old Zhuo? His guard force is no less than mine!" Master Ye said.

Yang Chen shook his head slightly, "Elder Zhuo has already sacrificed enough, and he's reached an age where he deserves to enjoy his later years. I don't want to involve him."

Hearing this, Master Ye looked astonished, "Then how could you drag me into it?"

"You're different!" Yang Chen wryly smiled, "At least you have Uncle Ye, but Elder Zhuo doesn't."

Master Ye paused and nodded slowly.

Elder Zhuo only had one son, Zhuo Jingyu, and now that Zhuo Jingyu had sacrificed himself, he didn't want his other children and nephews taking care of him, living alone, indeed a cause for lament.

"Fine, I'll have Liangcai help you select people. You can absolutely trust them! But I hope you won't act rashly, understand?" Master Ye said.

Yang Chen nodded slowly, "You can rest assured!"