I am the devil, I only know how to trade.

"Where's the money? Where's the money?"

Just then, a drunken woman walked in.

"Yinzi, it's me! Don't run away..."

The woman swayed as she walked in, and when she saw Luo Feng's wine rack, she was immediately captivated.

What a beautiful wine rack, with so many fine wines!

"The money's gone. By the way, you have a ghost following you. Can't you see it yourself?" Luo Feng pointed behind her with a half-smile.

This person disrupted my train of thought, so I'll just have some fun with her.

"What the hell?" The woman turned around and saw no ghost.

"Who are you? What's your relationship with Yinzi?" Luo Feng yawned.

"Honinbo Shuuu." Honinbo Shuuu spoke up, "Hey, aren't you... you... Gin's boyfriend?"

Luo Feng suddenly realized.

Honinbo, that's the title.

This is not a women's title, nor is it a shogi title. It is one of the seven major titles for professional Go players, and both men and women can participate in the title matches.

At just twenty years old, she had already won the Honinbo title, a title comparable to that of a Shogi master; she was a true genius.

Her original surname was not Honinbo, but because she received a title, she used the nickname Honinbo Shuumi as was customary.

Becoming a professional Go player is not as difficult as becoming a professional Shogi player, so female professional Go players are not uncommon.

However, in the entire history of Japan, only Honinbo Shuuai has achieved the feat of winning one of the seven major Go titles that are open to both men and women.

She is also very popular in China, South Korea and European countries where Go is widely popular. In today's society, which emphasizes the equal social status of women, she has become a symbolic figure as a female fighter.

As a woman of the same sex as Sora Ginko, she had a special fondness for Sora Ginko, after all, Sora Ginko was a single person challenging all the men in the shogi world.

It's a pity that there's no Kobo in this world, otherwise we could have seen the two of them compete, not just in Go.

Ok……

Wait a minute, this person's feminism seems to be a bit different from that in China. She's only seeking equality, not the kind of equality that's good, but the kind that's bad, because we girls are a vulnerable group.

"Hehe, how is it? The silver tastes good, right?" She walked up to Luo Feng as if they were old friends and nudged him with her elbow.

"The taste is indeed quite good." Luo Feng said with a half-smile, "But what are you doing following a woman? Are you a pervert?"

Luo Feng wasn't saying this to the woman, but to the people behind her.

The man was dressed in ancient attire and was holding a fan.

Judging from their appearance, they seem to be from the Heian period.

It's strange that such a ghost hasn't dissipated yet.

Moreover, he seems more like a heroic spirit than a ghost?

Chapter 457 How can a dragon riding on the front lines lose?

"You can see me?" The ghost was overjoyed. "You can really see me?"

"Who do you think I am? Why can't I see you?" Luo Feng picked up a peanut and casually tossed it into his mouth.

"Oh, this red wine, can I have a couple of sips?" Honinbo Shuuai thought Luo Feng was just trying to scare her and didn't pay any attention.

She set her sights on Luo Feng's wine and couldn't resist stopping in her tracks.

"Drink up." Luo Feng was naturally very generous to Kong Yinzi's friend.

"Thank you!" She grabbed the bottle and gulped down the liquor.

Luo Feng couldn't help but gape. "Are you afraid I'll take it from you? Believe me or not, I'll ask you for money!"

"Ha! That's great!" Honinbo Shuuai drank some of Luo Feng's sake and patted him on the shoulder. "I was just chatting with Gin about Go, who knew this girl would run off so quickly? She's so easily embarrassed!"

Luo Feng placed his fingers on his temples and couldn't help but chuckle.

So this woman is a scoundrel. No wonder Yinzi trusted her to come in. Even if it were given to him, he wouldn't accept someone like that. He doesn't know who would suffer the loss.

"Alright, finish your drink and let's go. I saw an interesting creature and I'd like to chat with it," Luo Feng said.

"Alright, alright." Honinbo Shuuya yawned. "I'll come over for a drink when I have time."

"Welcome." Luo Feng nodded.

Seeing that she had gone to the wrong door and run into the living room, the ghost dressed in Heian-era clothing scurried up to Luo Feng, looking at him hopefully: "You can see me, so can you let me play chess? I want to play chess, I've wanted to for so long!"

"Play chess?" Luo Feng raised an eyebrow, suddenly realizing something.

Like Oreki Kimie, this person is essentially kind.

So, it would be very interesting to let them fall into the abyss, to do things against their conscience, to let them destroy one person's life after another, and to make money for themselves!

Luo Feng felt excited and pleased at the thought.

"Alright, how about a little wager?" Luo Feng smiled and said, "If you lose to me, you'll become my subordinate; if you win, I'll grant you one wish, how about that?"

He scrutinized the man closely: blue eyes, pale purple lips, crimson earrings, and long, dark purple hair reaching his calves, tied back with a white ribbon. He wore a crimson undergarment, light green lantern trousers, and a white hunting robe. He carried a five-ribbed bat fan and wore a black hat. In that era, he must have been a handsome man, a handsome man of status and position.

"A wish?" The ghost's eyes gleamed. "Really, anything is possible?"

"It can't exceed your value as my subordinate," Luo Feng said. "You should know that being my subordinate isn't easy."

"Okay, I want a body, a real body, a body that can play chess!" the ghost said in a deep voice.

“No problem.” Luo Feng waved his hand, and a chessboard appeared in front of the two of them.

"So, we're going to play this game sitting down?" The ghost frowned as it looked at the chessboard on the table.

"You still dare to be picky?" Luo Feng looked at him with a surprised expression.

"No, no, no, this is fine, this is fine..." The ghost quickly sat down.

To his surprise, he was able to sit comfortably in the chair.

This……

He picked up a chess piece.

As he picked up the chess piece, tears suddenly welled up in his eyes.

A thousand years have passed, a thousand years have gone by, and finally I can touch the chess pieces again!

In this thousand years, he has played chess before, and even watched others find the divine move, but he couldn't even make a single move.

He, who had been searching for this for a thousand years, had never found the divine hand on his own.

A divine move, as the name suggests, is a game that can turn the tide of a match, a move that only a god could make.

In this world, the hand of God truly exists.

He wanted to find it himself, to touch it himself, and to reach the pinnacle himself with the help of God.

The reason he followed that woman was Honinbo Shuu, a powerful Go player.

In particular, the title of Honinbo deeply attracted him.

In this world, he knows not only this woman, but two others, yet neither of them can see him at all.

"I...I finally picked it up..."

Tears streamed down his face; he didn't know whether he was crying or laughing.

"Alright, I'll use black, you use white." Luo Feng didn't feel much for people with such obsessions.

Is having a strong attachment important?

Very important.

His past obsessions have influenced him in the present.

The player who plays the game of chess—I never imagined that I would be playing a game of chess myself so soon after deciding to become the player who plays the game.

“Okay…” He took a deep breath, his gaze sharpened, and his entire demeanor underwent a tremendous change.

He used to be a pitiful wretch, but now he seems to have become a battle-hardened general.

This aura, this sense of oppression, reminded Luo Feng of Kong Yinzi.

Sora Ginko is the same way when she plays Go; it's especially captivating.

She's just a little girl who's not even twenty years old, yet she seems capable of breaking through everything.

"Hmm, interesting."

pat!

Luo Feng started with Tianyuan!

The world is united, and you'll see!

Five minutes—that ghost spent a full five minutes studying this move—before looking at Luo Feng with a blank expression: "The rules we're using are modern, right?"

"Using the komi system for Black, where Black receives 3 and 3/4 points at the end of the game, is there a problem with this Chinese rule?" Luo Feng asked confidently.

“No problem…” Oni bowed deeply: “Fujiwara Sai.”

"Tetu," Luo Feng casually announced the name of the person who wanted to play the game.

"Phew... I'll begin then." Fujiwara Sai felt that he couldn't afford to lose this game, even if his opponent was a novice who started with a tengen move, he had to give it his all.

pat!

Fujiwara no Sai has made his move.

While watching TV, Luo Feng instinctively played chess with him.

It wasn't his calculation ability that was under his control, so he didn't need to expend any energy and had time to think about other things.

On Fujiwara no Sai's side, it was different. Apart from his first move, Luo Feng was initially quite conventional, but gradually revealed a powerful and sharp killing intent.

Such strong chess skills!

Such a skilled chess player is the most outstanding he has ever seen in his life!

Previously, the former Meijin, Touya Kouyo, whom he had encountered, was not as profound in his playing style as the person in front of him.