The carriage stopped at the side gate, and the guard led Jiang Youzhi in through twists and turns, quickly arriving at a courtyard.
The guard then announced and brought Jiang Youzhi into a hall.
There were two people sitting in the hall, one was Prince Kang, the other was an old man with graying hair.
To call him an old man might be an exaggeration; he was probably just over fifty.
Jiang Youzhi first paid his respects to Prince Kang, who pointed to the old man and said, "This is Mr. Lu."
Jiang Youzhi then paid his respects to Mr. Lu as well.
Mr. Lu's gaze was extremely sharp. He looked at him and said, "Are you the one who's very good at chess?"
Jiang Youzhi cupped his hands, "I dare not claim so."
The old man chuckled, "Whether you're good or not isn't for you to say; we'll only know after a match."
"Come, come, the board is set up, just waiting for you."
The old man stood up, took off his shoes, and stepped onto the platform.
