"Old Patriarch." They gave a salute to their clan's Old Patriarch while keeping their gaze locked on the young man.
"Go get some rest." With a wave of his hand, the elderly man signalled that they could rest without feeling any restraints.
"Yes." The cultivators responded, then took a few steps back and sat down again. Some people cultivated while sitting cross-legged, while others meditated in the same position.
"Young friend," The old man asked with a smile. "Can you play chess?"
"Only a little." Feng Jiu answered.
"That's perfect. Since we have nothing to do, let's play chess to pass the time." The elderly man took out a small table with four legs and put it between them along with the chess pieces. He then gave Feng Jiu the white pieces.
