Mystical Sky Sect

The middle-aged man's palm opened, and the number of chess pieces was clear at a glance.

Ye Xiaowei's gaze swept over; there were three white pieces and one black piece. However, what was interesting was that the number of black pieces on the chessboard remained four, not one less.

Ye Xiaowei glanced at the chess pieces in the middle-aged man's hand, then looked back at the chessboard.

The middle-aged man naturally understood Ye Xiaowei's intention and quickly moved the black chess piece in his hand aside, muttering, "I really don't know how this chess piece ended up in my hand. This mischievous thing clearly wants to harm you!"

After saying this, he smiled embarrassedly.

Ye Xiaowei couldn't help but smirk. "Now, can you tell me what that sealed history is?"

The middle-aged man, for once, became serious. He looked directly into Ye Xiaowei's eyes and asked, "Are you sure you want to hear it?"