"Where do you get the confidence to kill me?"
"...Where does this confidence come from?"
Chen Yi's voice echoed through the vast, empty space.
He stood atop the head of a colossal, pale dragon that shimmered with light. Ignoring the stunned and disbelieving Du Cang, he turned to Xiao Wan'er and offered a faint smile.
He smiled warmly. "Wan'er, I've come to take you home."
Xiao Wan'er stared at him, stunned. "You..."
Before she could finish, Chen Yi cut the ropes binding her and pulled her to his side.
"Don't say anything. Don't ask any questions. I'll tell you everything after this is over."
Xiao Wan'er felt the warmth of his hand on hers. Meeting his faintly smiling eyes, she murmured softly in agreement.
"I'll be waiting."
Chen Yi smiled and nodded, then waved his hand, as if bidding farewell to the vast chessboard behind him.
The white dragon roared again.
Rays of silver-white light then burst from the dragon's body, shooting out in all directions.
