A Conspiracy? A Chess Piece?

"It seems that you already understand the meaning of the latter part of my words?" The white monkey asked after observing Zhou Mingrui's expression.

"Yes, I think I roughly understand." Zhou Mingrui nodded slightly.

"Now, is there anything else you don't understand?" The white monkey put down his walking stick and sat in front of the stone tablet.

"You've seen me and explained the stone tablet to me. Are you going to leave now?" Zhou Mingrui stared at the other party and asked.

"Thank you for your concern. I've already been guarding this place for so many years, and I'm already used to it. I won't be leaving the stone tablet from now on."

The white monkey was like those old monks. He was extremely calm and said in a slow tone, "If you don't have anything else to ask, you can leave. Our fate has come to an end."

"I still have a few last questions." Suddenly, Zhou Mingrui spoke again.

"Speak." The white monkey said indifferently.