The middle-aged man in the brandy robe sighed.
"Ouyang Yufei is too fierce. Such sudden news will drive the whole island into madness.
He Does he know what he's doing? "
"I think he knows quite well what he's doing."
The middle-aged man in silver didn't look up and looked at the chessboard.
After taking a breath, he said slowly, "let him do what we can't do.
That's what we can count on. "
"Hope, alas But in this way... "
"You're going to lose."
The middle-aged man in the brandy robe sighed and said nothing. The middle-aged man in the silver robe suddenly looked up at him and smiled.
The man in the brandy was shocked, then shook his head in silence.
"If we lose the chessboard, we can start again.
If something loses, it will be a lifetime, or another hundreds of years. "
The middle-aged man in silver looks at the man in the brandy clothes and gently puts down the chess pieces in his hands.
"The last hesitation was thirty years of forbearance and suffering.
If you are hesitating this time, I'm afraid... "
The middle-aged man in silver didn't finish his words, but he believed that the middle-aged man in brandy across from him understood and understood his words.
There was a moment of solidity and seriousness in the atmosphere.
The man in brandy slowly leaned on the cane chair behind him.
Looking up, the white clouds in the sky are flying.
It's still as beautiful as it was 30 years ago.
However, it is not the original one, and it is not the same here.
The middle-aged man in silver looks at the hesitation and entanglement of the man in brandy, the dull pain and sorrow, and countless emotions twining.
He didn't want to rush him.
Because, he knew if it was up to him.
For him, that means subverting everything, subverting everything.
Subverted All of the people of Hades.
But they don't have time.
The people of the temple have already done it. If they don't do it.
It's the real destruction that awaits them.
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