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

“I know he’s very capable,” Hikaru Shindo said solemnly. “But he’s definitely not SAI himself, I’m sure of it!”

"I see." Jin Tengliang stuck out his tongue. "Could it be one of SAI's children or something?"

"Impossible!" Hikaru Shindo didn't know what to say.

dong dong dong...

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Xiao Liang, go open the door." Hikaru Shindo always wanted to laugh whenever he called his daughter's name, because the name was purely a product of his perverse sense of humor.

His best friend's name was Akira Touya, and he casually named his daughter after that.

In retaliation, the other party named their son Hikaru Touya...

However, this time he didn't seem to be laughing.

Someone was impersonating SAI, which was intolerable to him.

Jin Tengliang walked to the door and opened it.

There stood Oreki Kimie, dressed in a formal suit.

"Hello, may I ask who you are?" Shindo Ryo looked at the older woman in front of him with curiosity.

“I invited Kisei Shindo to the press conference. Twenty years ago, SAI made an appearance and wanted to hold a press conference. Our TV station agreed. He said he would explain in detail his identity, background, and future goals.” Oreki Tomoe gave a professional smile.

"What? A press conference?" Hikaru Shindo felt a surge of excitement rush to his head.

They learned his playing style, borrowed his name, and now they're holding press conferences to make money off SAI's reputation?

Sai, you cannot be defiled like this!

“It should start now. You can check it out online,” Oreki Kimie said with a smile.

"Why did you specifically come to notify us?" Ryo Shindo didn't quite understand why Hikaru Shindo was so angry.

“Because Kisei Shinto has the highest status, it’s worth my personal visit,” said Oreki Kimie. “Moreover, Kisei Shinto’s Go seems to have the influence of SAI. I don’t know about these things; I’ve only heard it from others.”

"Let me see, which channel?"

Hikaru Shindo turned on the television, and Kimi Oreki walked in naturally.

At the press conference, Sai wore a newly bought suit and had short blond hair, giving people the impression that he was not serious.

If it weren't for his imposing demeanor, most people would have thought he was a delinquent.

Kato Megumi and several reporters from Oreki Kimie's team sat in the audience, surrounded by a group of Go players who had come to watch the spectacle. None of them were from Sai's generation.

Even if it exists, its presence wouldn't be particularly noticeable, or rather, people would subconsciously ignore it; only those who pay special attention, like Hikaru Shindo, would know.

"Hello, you don't look very old. Why are you using SAI's account? He's been famous for almost twenty years," Kato Megumi asked.

“That’s my grandfather’s account. He has passed away now. He said that if one day I have the confidence to face all the chess players, then I should inherit this account and play against the real masters. Now, I feel that I am qualified to use this account.”

"This is a deception!" Hikaru Shindo slammed his fist on the table. "What inheritance? It's all a lie."

"Oh?" Oreki Kimie smiled and looked at Shindo Hikaru: "Then, what evidence does Shindo Kisei have to say that he isn't?"

Chapter 467 The New Devil

Hikaru Shindo was stunned. Yes, what evidence do I have? Sai was originally a ghost-like existence. Could it be that I created that account back then?

That works too. Since I'm a chess master now, I can just say I have a hidden teacher, and that will do.

He quickly took out his phone and tried to log in to his account, but...

He discovered that the password had been changed, and that it had even been linked to a phone number and email address, and password protection had been added.

Initially, there was no password protection when registering an account, but as the internet developed, this online chess platform added everything, since character skins and special effects are valuable.

I haven't used that account for many years because it wasn't taken back due to its special status, but I never set up password protection. In other words, if he steals the account password, he can definitely use it.

This, this...

What can I say? This account is mine, but how can I confront him about it?

“My dad is very prestigious in the industry. If my dad says something, then he’s a liar!” Jin Tengliang said.

Hikaru Shindo thought about it and realized it was true; his prestige...

“If I were him, I would say that this is Kisei Shinto suppressing newcomers, afraid that they will threaten his position, and that Kisei Shinto’s reputation will be damaged…” Oreki Kimie shook his head.

"What should I do then? This news is completely irresponsible..."

"What makes you say that?" Oreki Kimie stared at Shindo Hikaru: "You do have prestige in the Go world, but he has evidence. His grandfather was indeed a good amateur player, just that he played very few games. He can produce his account information and explain the whole story. You have absolutely no solid evidence. Whether it's the law or the news, we always rely on evidence."

Under normal circumstances, Hikaru Shindo wouldn't lose his composure like this, but since it concerns Fujiwara no Sai, he really can't sit still.

“If you confront him and use your reputation to bully him without producing any evidence, then I am somewhat disappointed in you.” Oreki Kimie stood up.

"Phew..." Hikaru Shindo had a headache; he didn't know what to say.

Just then, Oreki Kimie's phone rang.

When she saw it was Sai calling, she answered the phone without hesitation: "Hello, Mr. Fujiwara."

"It's him?" Hikaru Shindo suddenly looked up.

"I'm done here, I'm going to buy furniture."

"Give me the phone!" Hikaru Shindo held out his hand. "Can I use it?"

“Okay.” Oreki Kimie handed the phone to Shindo Hikaru.

“Hey, Mr. Fujiwara, I don’t know who you are, but you’re using my friend’s name and account. I hope you’ll stop.”

Sai was filled with emotion upon hearing this voice.

His voice has changed so much in all this time.

The childish voice from before has disappeared; now it is very calm and composed.

This feeling of unfamiliarity...

"I am Fujiwara no Sai, a first-dan Go player. I have already explained my background and the origin of my account..."

"What nonsense are you talking about! That account isn't yours at all, don't ask me how I know!"

"I know, it belongs to my grandfather, he..."

"You just want money and fame, don't you? Tell me, what will it take for you to give up this lie!"

Sai's voice is different from before, it's more childish, and after so many years, it's already hard for Hikaru Shindo to remember him.

“This is not a lie.” Sai took a deep breath. “If possible, let’s say it over the game.”

After saying that, Sai hung up the phone.

Recognizing him at this time is tantamount to bringing him into a mysterious world.

Sai also has to help Luo Feng make a deal, and he himself doesn't know what to do.

Besides, if Luo Feng says he can't be told, then he really can't be told.

"Hello, hello?" Hikaru Shindo gripped his phone tightly.

"He said it was something he said in the game of Go, but I don't understand what he meant." Hikaru Shindo seemed a little lost in thought.

"In that case, why don't you two make a bet? If he loses, he should apologize publicly and reveal the truth. If he wins, you... why don't you give him some money?" Oreki Kimie said with a half-smile, "Anyway, you're going to bully him anyway, so it's not right to say anything if you don't give him anything."

"How could you say that about Dad..."

“Ms. Oreki is right. If you don’t know the inside story, it does seem like I’m suppressing newcomers.” Hikaru Shindo looked up. “If he wanted to become famous this much, I can tell you, he’s achieved his goal. I don’t know what his ambitions are, but I can keep this bet!”

"Since he's betting his SAI identity, I'll bet my entire Go career. If I lose, I'll retire!"

Sai and Akira Touya's father, Koyo Touya, made the same bet back then. What seemed like a childish online Go match resulted in Sai's disappearance, Hikaru finding the "divine move," and Koyo Touya retiring.

Since the bet is on SAI's name, Hikaru Shindo plans to use a similar bet.

"Oh? So impulsive? If that's the case, I have a way to make this legally binding, as long as you all sign it."

As Oreki Kimie spoke, she took out a notebook and began to write in it.

"You're in cahoots?" Hikaru Shindo's gaze sharpened.

“No, we’re completely unrelated, aren’t we? But I’m the editor-in-chief, a journalist. I guarantee you can play against each other and make a bet, and you also have to guarantee that I’ll publish the news. It’s fair, right?” Oreki Kimie seemed completely unconcerned.

What she wrote was a contract with the devil!

Once Hikaru Shindo signs, the contract will take effect.

"Hmph, journalists, they all love a good show. If Dad retires, it'll be a loss for the Go world..."

“That’s to make way for the young people,” said Oreki Kimie. “What do you mean by ‘watching the show and not caring about the trouble’? It’s obvious that Kisei Kintoki wants this account.”

"I won't lose to this kind of scammer. To be honest, I registered this account for a friend, so I'm definitely not him. That friend passed away a long time ago, so it couldn't be his grandfather!"

“I see. I will still believe what Kisei Shindo says, but what about others? Especially some young people who are not convinced by you.” Oreki Kimie handed the contract to Shindo Hikaru: “If it’s you, I will hold a press conference for you so that you can talk about this in public. Let’s settle this matter with Go.”

Hikaru Shindo glanced at the contract. It was a normal Go game; if he lost, he would have to give up Go and retire.

If Sai loses, he should say that he is a fraud, a charlatan, and that he wants to make money off this account.

For Oreki Kimie, no matter who wins, they will both be the ones who regret it the most.

She could roughly guess what Luo Feng was planning to do.

And what about Luo Feng?

He was sitting on the plane at that moment, chatting with a young man named Houtarou Oreki next to him.

Chapter 468 Let the Chess Speak

"Young man, are you going to Amsterdam or somewhere else?" Luo Feng asked casually.

It's 11:30 a.m. To get to the Vatican, you need to transfer in Amsterdam first, then transfer to Rome, and then enter the Vatican from Rome.

It's basically impossible to settle in the Vatican; if you want to settle there, you can only do so in Rome.

"We're going to Rome," Houtarou Oreki said politely.

This is a young man with dark brown curly hair and green eyes; he looks like a college student or a recent graduate.