Chen Rong swept her gaze over the students in the hall and said lightly:
"Figure it out yourselves."
With that, she left the hall.
After leaving the hall, Chen Rong crossed two main roads and several courtyards and came to a small garden.
The Imperial Chess Art Hall covered several hundred mu of land. In addition to pavilions and towers, all kinds of flowers and trees, ponds, pools, lakes, and little hills were arranged among them in a well‑proportioned layout, making for a very beautiful environment.
This little garden was in a relatively remote part of the Chess Art Hall. Few people usually came here. Wild grass grew along both sides of the path, and in some places the weeds even covered the path.
Before she even entered the garden, she could already hear the sound of a zither drifting out from within, simple and elegant, as if washing one's heart clean.
The small courtyard gate was only half‑closed. Chen Rong gave it a gentle push and it opened.
