Jiang Wanxiang thought of the figure slowly leaving through the fire, and said: "Able to bear such a responsibility, follow one's true heart, and make one's own choice."
"Like an emperor."
"As for Su Wang, with your martial skills, it was possible to take the Red Emperor away before things happened, why didn't you do it?"
Su Wang was silent for a long time, then answered: "I cannot humiliate him."
"Nor can I let his past great wish become a joke."
Su Wang played chess, his own qi mechanism faintly clashing, colliding, and intertwining with Jiang Wanxiang's aura, making the academy above, the vast sky deep and distant. Su Wang held a white chess piece, and said: "Before coming here, I had tried to consult the Purple Sun Master."
"The Purple Sun Master took out a letter left by the Taoist Sect before leaving us, and I opened that letter, seeing only one word, 'Ge.'
Jiang Wanxiang said: "'Ge,' the forty-ninth of the sixty-four trigrams."
