The work of the Go master

Shuicheng smiled as she served meat to Qingdaolu, her face full of kindness, while Qingdaolu looked rather helpless against her.

And there's Cangyu Bridge, Ping Shisheng, and every member of the club, all with happy smiles on their faces at this moment.

It was as if a transparent bubble enveloped everything, its edges shimmering with iridescent light, ethereal and gentle.

This feeling, I'll probably never forget it in my lifetime.

[Collection Guide: The First Banquet]

A snap.

The sound of a camera shutter clicked in my mind.

This scene has been preserved forever.

There are such great features?

Damn it, why didn't you snap a picture of this thing when I saw Xun taking a bath?

"Cheers, to our future!" Ke Zhiguang simply raised his glass and shouted.

Chapter Eighty: Dark Clouds Loom Over the City

The banquet was nearing its end at 8 p.m.

With everyone well-fed and content, they leaned back and slumped on the tatami mats, enjoying the lingering afterglow of the banquet.

If this were in their past lives, they would all be engrossed in their phones by now, waiting for someone to lead the charge and shout for retreat.

Ke Zhiguang, burping, leaned on the windowsill to get some fresh air when he suddenly noticed a spark of a cigarette lighting up under a tree not far away.

Saito.

He actually came too.

Saito noticed that Koji Mitsuko had climbed onto the windowsill, so he waved to him.

Ke Zhiguang patted the side of his neck with a hint of unease. It felt like being in the middle of a great time when suddenly a call from his boss pulled him out of the room.

Moreover, it was the leader who personally came to the door.

"I'm going downstairs for a bit," Ke Zhiguang said.

"Don't go too far, we still have a karaoke event later," Bai Meng reminded her.

"understood."

Upon arriving downstairs, he saw Saito: "How did you know I was here?"

“I have a good relationship with Cang Yuqiao, and he told me that you were having a banquet here.”

This... this is really unexpected. Logically speaking, birds of a feather flock together. Why would a low-level amateur like Cang Yu get involved with a charlatan like this Lone Wolf?

Ke Zhiguang didn't mind and continued to ask, "So, what brings you here?"

"Let's talk about what's to come, about your future path."

Sure enough, this person came to our door, not to freeload a meal, but naturally for work related to Go.

"Although to the average person, the training of becoming a student of the Go Academy is essential to obtaining a professional Go player certificate issued by the Go Academy, those in the know understand that we 9-dan players have a quota for recommending disciples, which allows us to directly recommend disciples to participate in the professional ranking tournament."

"Aren't there any guaranteed admission spots?"

"How could such a thing exist? If it did, we would have been accused of corruption by the media long ago... Well, even though we didn't do anything, they still criticize us and make up all sorts of jokes to insult us," Saito said helplessly.

"The professional ranking tournament this year will be in late July, which is still some time away. When do you plan to come and start systematic training with me? If possible, tomorrow would be fine..."

"Of course, it'll be after the Golden Week holiday," Ke Zhiguang replied without hesitation.

Saito choked.

The Golden Week holiday has actually already started, with a one-week break starting from April 4.29th.

This means... enjoy your holiday before studying!

Saito choked up, but eventually came to terms with it.

"Well, that sounds like something you would say. If I were still young, I would have gone even crazier... Once you leave school, nothing is easy. Cherish this time, it might be your last time in school."

"I know," Ke Zhiguang replied knowingly.

The moment you choose to aim for a higher rank, it means the ordinary path of learning is officially closed, all the doors are shut, leaving behind a staircase called the Way of Chess, leading to a fairyland-like sky.

Leaving the school gates is like descending a mountain in a cultivation novel, to see a wider world.

Fortunately, this isn't real cultivation. Since we don't need to change maps, we'll all be separate. No matter how high a position he climbs in the future, we'll still live in the same city and can go out for meals on our days off.

This is the charm of Go: high-tech work, low-tech life, much like a punk setting with high-tech jobs and low-tech lifestyles.

"By the way, what are your plans for today?" Saito asked, his gaze suddenly fixed on the end of the street in the distance.

It was as if they had sensed something ominous.

"The original plan was to go to karaoke with my friends. What? Is a new storm brewing?" Ke Zhiguang thought to himself, looking at the other person's serious expression.

"Be prepared for cancellation; something terrible is coming your way."

A night wind suddenly picked up.

The trees along the street rustled and scraped, like countless scales biting and rubbing together, as if a giant python had emerged from the shadows.

The dark clouds also obscured the full moon, giving people a suffocating feeling of impending doom.

Ke Zhiguang also became more alert as he looked into the distance.

A beam of headlights approached from the end of the street. It was a gleaming black Toyota. The brand was ordinary, but the moment it appeared, it drew everyone's attention, making it clear that it was "New Storm".

With a screech of brakes, the Toyota came to a sudden stop, and a professional woman in a trousers and suit stepped out of the driver's seat and walked straight toward the Kezhiguang.

"Excuse me, are you Ke Zhiguang?" the woman asked coldly, exuding an aura that kept people at a distance.

"it's me."

"Master Shi Xin wishes to play a match against you. Please prepare yourself," the woman said in an unyielding tone.

"Stone Heart?" Ke Zhiguang was taken aback.

That monk.

What do you mean?

Does this mean that right after defeating a minor boss, the world's combat power ceiling has already appeared?

Is this script even playable like this?

If Yu Chengqi were to arrive with a team of men, pointing guns at his head to start a game, it would be understandable for Ke Zhiguang, but no one could have imagined that the monk would personally come to his door.

Surely it's not that the monk got angry because he hadn't returned the copy of "Ten Games of Danghu" for so long?

Ke Zhiguang looked into the car but didn't see the monk. Instead, several other men in black suits got out.

Koji Mitsuko glanced at Saito.

Saito nodded.

“No problem, shall we start the game now?” Ke Zhiguang said calmly.

“Now’s the time. This shop looks good, let’s use it.” The woman pointed to the Japanese-style barbecue restaurant, and the men in black behind her immediately strode into the shop.

The spectacle was quite extravagant, as if it were a gangster event.

"Please hurry up and catch up. We're short on time, so please finish your game quickly." The woman turned around and said, then walked briskly into the store.

"What's the situation now?" Koji Mitsu asked Saito.

Saito Yoshihisa finally replied, "Don't worry about that. Just focus on the next game. You will have the opportunity to witness the power of Buddha."

"If I lose, I shouldn't suffer any losses, right?" Ke Zhiguang asked, sweating profusely, a smirk creeping onto his face.

If it were a regular opponent, he definitely wouldn't ask such a question; he would just roll up his sleeves and get to work.

He found it hard to describe his current feelings, only saying that his fists were clenched tightly, his heart pounding with excitement, while cold sweat soaked his back and he felt a chill running down his spine.

“Of course there will be no loss. They’re just here to play a normal game of chess with you, only not face-to-face, and they’re even giving you a handicap. You might still be able to fight them,” Saito said, extinguishing his cigar.

"Then... how does this Master Shixin compare to you, Saito Kyudan?" Ke Zhiguang asked curiously.

Generally speaking, once you reach the professional stage, even the top professional 9-dan players can only give a two-stone handicap to players who have just achieved professional status.

Of course, this is based on impressions from a previous life; who knows what the current worldview and power system are like?

Saito closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "If Shi Xin gives me a two-stone handicap, he will win by more points and I will lose by more points."

Chapter 81 Hmm?

"Give me two sons..."

A gap as wide as an insurmountable chasm.

In situations like this, all you need to do is smile.

The more powerful it is, the more exciting and uneasy it becomes.

"Then let him come. Who cares if he's a god or a Buddha? Just fight him." Ke Zhiguang stepped forward, the wind rushing past his feet.

Saito chuckled softly behind him and whispered, "That's the wildness. Keep this momentum going."

The entire Japanese-style barbecue restaurant was shaken by the arrival of this group of people. The top-floor luxury room, which was originally reserved for other distinguished guests, was forced to be vacated and given to them.

As for the VIPs, they didn't call the restaurant either, clearly because they were suppressed by a stronger authority.

The plot suddenly takes a sharp turn, abruptly shifting from the atmosphere of a celebratory banquet to the edge of a cliff.

"What? Ke Zhiguang wants to play a match? Against whom?" Cang Yuqiao sobered up instantly upon hearing this news.

“Have you heard of the name Kazushiko?” Saito asked.

"No, who is it? It sounds like a monk's name..." Cang Yuqiao was puzzled.

"Ishishin?" Harushima Shika, who had been dozing on the tatami mat, sat up, drooling, and repeated the name.

Once he regained his senses, he immediately exploded: "What? Shi Xin? Ke Zhiguang wants to play against Shi Xin?"

Saito also noticed Harushima's presence: "Princess Harushima, so you're here too. I thought you weren't interested in these kinds of group gatherings."