Less than an hour after Old Master Li was sent to the hospital, all the famous and powerful families in the capital city knew about it. Their former subordinates, who had also retired in the past, sent them over to take care of him immediately.
Old Master Xia put down the white chess piece between his fingers and sighed at Old Master Fu, who was holding the black chess piece with a slightly serious facial expression. He was serious and focused on not being affected by the outside world. "It's time for Old Li to lay low. He has wanted to do something great all his life. Being ambitious is a good thing, but it's also bad for his ambition."
The white chess piece had no regrets, and there was no turning back. Life was like a chess game, and people were chess pieces. If every move was right, they would definitely be the winner. If one mistake was made, everything would be wrong…
