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

…………

One hour later.

"You're so bad. You don't want to play a second game after just one. You've ruined your teammates' game." Luo Feng put down his keyboard and mouse. "Tsk, I'll come back and play with you when you're better."

After Luo Feng finished speaking, he stood up and walked out.

Selesia looked at the screen in front of her.

She lost; she had absolutely no idea how to play and had to start from scratch.

This is my first time playing, how could I possibly play well!

Serena nearly crushed the mouse.

No, I need to practice more. When he comes next time, I'll make him play a few more rounds and then get him to lower the age by a bit more.

One year, that's a year already. Six hundred and sixty-six strokes, I can do it!

Serega took a deep breath, re-entered the game, and began her newbie journey.

As Luo Feng stepped out of the villa, he exchanged a glance with Karon in the distant abyss.

Caron stared intently at Luo Feng. He had seen Luo Feng draw the curtains when he entered Serega's room.

In addition, there was the time Luo Feng spent inside...

Luo Feng gave him a knowing smile, then changed 666 to 665.

A reduced sentence?

Caron was so angry when he saw the changes in his sentence that his head was spinning.

Does he get a reduced sentence every time he sleeps with Sereneja?

That bastard!

Serena, don't listen to him. It's just one more year of suffering, I don't care. Don't compromise with this bastard because of this!

He had stayed on impulse, and in the end, the person he loved had to suffer in order to get a reduced sentence. This caused great damage to Caron's self-esteem.

Last time it was Selesia who did it to revive him, and this time, it's still for him!

I'm so useless...

If I still have a chance, a chance to become stronger, I will definitely grind this bastard to dust!

Luo Feng gave him a provocative look, then disappeared.

From beginning to end, Luo Feng didn't say a word or offer any explanation.

Click!

The sound of an egg breaking rang out.

Caron's next punishment, the egg-crushing torture, began...

…………

Honinbo Shuuji woke up in the evening.

She looked at the pile of missed calls on her phone, found the earliest one that had called her, and called it back.

"Hey, what's wrong? I just sobered up..."

"SAI is online! The SAI from twenty years ago! The SAI who never lost a game!"

"Huh? Such a big deal?" Honinbo Shu was stunned. "What have I missed?! Who did he play with?"

"Jin Tengliang, the daughter of Jin Teng, the Go master."

"Damn it, how could she possibly measure SAI's current skill level? How could she have missed it?" Honinbo Shuumi quickly turned on her computer.

Suddenly, she remembered something.

What was the name of the person I played chess with this morning?

Fujiwara no Sai, Sai, SAI?

impossible!

Apart from his long hair, he looks to be only eighteen or nineteen years old.

It must be said that Luo Feng is quite considerate of his subordinates. When giving SAI a body, he deliberately lowered SAI's age so that Hikaru Shindo wouldn't be able to recognize him properly.

In addition, he changed his appearance, so even Hikaru Shindo couldn't recognize him.

"Everyone is looking for SAI now, but it's much easier to find him now, unlike before. His last login location was an internet cafe, and the cashier didn't know which room he was in when he played the game."

“Since they’ve already come out, they’ll definitely come out again. I’ll ask someone first.” Honinbo Shuuya hung up the phone.

She scrolled through her contacts, stared intently at Sai's number, and dialed it.

No one answered.

She checked the time; he might already be asleep.

She had a bit of a headache, so she decided to ask again tomorrow morning.

She watched the recording of that game and began to help Jin Tengliang review it.

Halfway through the game, she realized that SAI was simply teaching her how to play chess, and she couldn't really tell how skilled he was.

Could it be that person?

Too young...

…………

Early the next morning.

Fujiwara Sai had just woken up when he received two phone calls.

The first call was from Oreki Kimie, which he answered without hesitation.

"Hello, Ms. Oreki."

"Hey, I've discovered you've been hiding it well. You're actually SAI?"

"Yes, it really is me." Fujiwara Sai was somewhat surprised.

Back then, he and Hikaru Shindo always played Go online under the name SAI and were never discovered. So how did he get caught when he went to an internet cafe?

"This incident caused quite a stir, especially in the Go community. Yesterday, they located SAI's location, which was that internet cafe, and kept looking for who SAI was. I remembered that you also play Go and even told me that you played a game online, so I wondered if it was you, and it turned out to be you!"

"Aren't you sure how I'm saying I've hidden it well?" Fujiwara Sai asked, somewhat confused.

"I was just trying to bluff, but I didn't expect it to be true."

“Okay, it’s me, it’s no secret,” Fujiwara Sai said.

"I'd like to do an exclusive interview with you, is that alright? Consider it a way of repaying me for accompanying you shopping yesterday. This matter has been a source of curiosity not only in the Go community but also in the general public, so our station would like to be the first to report on it."

The practice of vying for sales targets is nothing new, regardless of the era or industry.

As the first female shogi player in history, Sora Ginko was featured not only in shogi weekly magazines, but also on many television stations.

Consequently, her current kimono and sailor uniform photobooks are selling like hotcakes...

"Sure." Sai thought for a moment, if he could become famous quickly, he could play Go with all sorts of masters.

"If you have any requests, you can let me know, provided that this report is given to one of my reporters."

"Um... could you take me to buy furniture or something? I don't know anything about this, but don't worry, I'll pay for it myself."

"No problem, it's settled then!"

After hanging up that call, Fujiwara Sai received another call from Honinbo Shuu.

"Hey, was it you who logged into the SAI account yesterday?"

“It’s me, SAI is me. I was the one who applied for the account back then. My grandfather used it. He wasn’t a professional Go player, so he wasn’t famous.”

"So, you inherited this account?"

"That's right!"

"No wonder you're so good. Your skill level at this age is no less than that of Touya Meijin back in the day. I'm talking about Touya Akira."

"Xiao Liang..."

"Xiao Liang?"

"Ahem, it's nothing. I called up Teng Liang in yesterday's game, and I don't think it's a big deal."

"Are you still half asleep? Never mind, I'm coming to find you now, let's play another game."

"I have an interview to attend."

"An exclusive interview? Tsk, then I won't be able to show my face."

Honinbo Shuu had no obligation to promote Sai. She had her own school, and if she inexplicably participated in someone else's interview, even if Sai was very strong, losing the next match would be a slap in her face.

"It's okay, we'll meet again if we have the chance."

"I know, you just want to steal my Honinbo title, don't you? I'll see! Is your interview being broadcast live?"

"I don't know, a reporter contacted me."

"clear."

…………

On Hikaru Shindo's desk, there was already a stack of information about Fujiwara no Sai.

I actually found it! But why is there someone named Fujiwara Sai, who is also a Go player, and I didn't know about him before?

He pays attention to the top-performing teenagers every year, and there are absolutely no exceptions, but the information in front of him cannot be faked.

Could it be that I accidentally overlooked it back then?

Based on other information, he attended elementary, junior high, and high school normally, and then achieved professional status within a year; his Go skills were average.

But the game I played yesterday was definitely not a standard one.

"Dad, this person is really amazing."

Ryo Shindo is a girl with long, straight black hair. She looks very similar to Hikaru Shindo's wife, Akira Fujisaki, except for their hairstyles.