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

"Hello, my name is Eru Oreki, and I am his newlywed wife." Eru Oreki smiled warmly.

"Oh, I see. Rome is a great place." Luo Feng looked enlightened. "Why didn't you wait until after the New Year? There are only a few days left."

“We’re on our honeymoon, and it’s a good opportunity to experience what it’s like to be abroad,” said Houtarou Oreki.

Japan doesn't place as much importance on the New Year as China, and whether or not one is at home or abroad doesn't have as much of an impact on the nation.

Luo Feng casually opened his phone and watched the video: "Huh? Isn't this Jin Teng, the chess master? He's holding a press conference to publicly challenge a newcomer?"

Like Oreki Kimie, Oreki Houtarou only knew how to play Go; he wasn't particularly proficient and only glanced at it before ignoring it.

None of them were in first class, but in economy class, and they happened to be sitting in a row, which is why Oreki Houtarou agreed to Luo Feng's suggestion.

Luo Feng watched the video in front of him with great interest.

"I, Hikaru Shindo, am preparing to challenge Fujiwara no Sai. The SAI account was created for one of my seniors, who is my teacher. I don't match Fujiwara no Sai's grandfather with my senior. Therefore, I suspect there was an account theft, and I want to take back the account."

"Master Jinteng, do you have any evidence? Where is your teacher?"

“I’m sorry, he’s already gone from me, and he didn’t want anyone to disturb him when he left. I don’t want to disturb him either, and I certainly won’t reveal his existence. I’m just saying that this account doesn’t belong to Fujiwara Sai, and he’s admitted that.”

"Then what gives you the right to take back this account? Unless you have a legal way to explain that this was not a gift from your teacher, then this account is his property."

"The title SAI has a profound impact not only on me, but also on Go players of our generation. If he likes it, he can compete for it himself. There's no need to inherit it, right? Just like titles and trophies, if these can be inherited, what does it mean for Go players to work hard? As long as the father wins the title, the son can inherit it? I'm not taking it for free. I will give him equivalent economic compensation. He can name his terms."

It's clear that Hikaru Shindo has done a lot of research now, and he's not as impulsive as he was when he was talking to Kimi Oreki.

"Professor Jin Teng, I think you are using a fallacy of misrepresentation."

"A fallacy of semantics? You can ask any professional Go player. Everyone witnessed SAI's victory over Touya-senpai. Inheriting this account requires certain qualifications. If it's not the person in question, why would they use an account that has never lost to any professional Go player?"

The chess players who came to give them face all nodded.

Indeed, if Sai wants to sell this account for money or engage in commercial activities, he is tarnishing the name SAI.

This account is as significant as a trophy, or even a celebrity title.

Just because someone inherits something casually, and Fujiwara no Sai can play with it, doesn't mean he's truly qualified to inherit SAI's prestigious name.

Go is learned through playing, not inherited.

Akira Touya, watching from below, nodded in agreement. He hadn't expected this connection. It made sense, though. If high technology were used, it could indeed guide Hikaru Shindo to defeat him.

When reporters asked several professional Go players, they found that everyone felt the same way: other forms of compensation were acceptable, but inheriting SAI's name and winning streak was not.

Such accounts should indeed be kept by the Go Association.

Of course, some of the players are truly noble individuals who only care about Go and feel that Sai is not qualified. Others are driven by jealousy, because the account has such high commercial value that it can be used to deceive those who don't know anything about Go, or to boast about it.

Fortunately, the account ended up in the hands of a chess player, not a businessman.

How do you know he's not qualified?

“We are all Go players, and we should let the game speak for itself. If he accepts today’s challenge, I am willing to bet my future in Go. If I lose, I will retire. If he wins, not only will I retire, but I will also pay him an additional 40 million yen in cash as damages to his reputation.”

“If he loses, the account will be considered a purchase. We can’t be like some experts who, when they come across something valuable, ask people to hand it over in exchange for a banner and some money.”

"Besides, my challenge to him here is already a way of building momentum for him, and I won't let him suffer any losses."

Hikaru Shindo's argument was reasonable and well-founded, especially his willingness to pay money to buy the item even if he lost.

Honinbo Shuu, who had come to watch the spectacle, shook his head, hoping that Shindo Kisei wouldn't be careless. The fact that the other person could beat him meant that there was indeed a chance of beating him.

"Alright, can we contact him and ask if he's willing to accept the challenge?"

pat, pat...

Just then, footsteps echoed through the noisy hall.

Koichi Shindo waved his hand, and everyone present quieted down, following his gaze.

Then, a guy who looked like a delinquent, carrying a fan, walked into the venue with small, quick steps.

Hikaru Shindo and Sai Fujiwara's eyes met.

A familiar yet unfamiliar sight...

This is Fujiwara no Sai's assessment.

Looking at Fujiwara no Sai, who had changed drastically but whose gait and fan remained the same, Hikaru Shindo took a deep breath.

He's too young. He hasn't learned any of Sai's true ancient and dignified air; instead, he's a bit of a hybrid.

When driven by subjective feelings, if you find someone disagreeable, you'll find them disagreeable no matter what; if you find someone agreeable, you'll find them agreeable the more you look at them.

Looking at Sai's appearance, Ryo Shindo couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement.

So handsome!

This is the same 1-dan player who beat me by so much and even gave me coaching...

We're all only a few years apart in age, so why is he so amazing?

“I agree. You can come anytime. I’m ready to wait.” Fujiwara Sai smiled at Shindo Hikaru.

He wasn't angry at all; in fact, Hikaru Shindo's protectiveness made him quite happy.

"Oh? In that case, right here, do you dare?" Hikaru Shindo's gaze was sharp, lacking some of his usual composure and maturity, but instead displaying the impulsiveness of a young man.

"Alright, Bai Zi, today I'll use my chess skills to tell you everything!"

Chapter 469 A Strange Encounter

Even after the plane took off, Luo Feng was still watching with great interest.

It has to be said that technology is much more advanced than before. In the past, airplanes were subject to various restrictions, but now, as long as you turn on airplane mode, you can freely turn on your computer and watch videos.

Six hours have passed, and we still don't know where the plane is.

"Are you watching a pre-recorded video?" Oreki Houtarou asked Luo Feng with a puzzled look.

“Of course.” Luo Feng’s gaze fell on a girl with long, straight black hair and black stockings who had just stood up.

She got up, seemingly to go to the restroom.

This……

What a strange coincidence! It seems my fate with Eriri isn't over yet!

This woman's name is Kasumigaoka Utaha, Eriri's best friend. Eriri suddenly left without any reason, and she was worried about her, so she bought a ticket to go find Eriri.

Luo Feng thought to himself, "Looks like I can still reap another wave of pleasure."

Just then, the plane began to shake violently!

Luo Feng didn't care at all and continued looking at his phone.

This plane is going to crash.

In the past, he would use various coincidences, but this time, he used force to make the plane land.

Apart from the four passengers and the flight attendants, everyone else was a believer in Heaven, and a rather special kind of believer at that; it was a difficult task for him to gather them all together.

Thinking of this, he smiled with pleasure.

…………

Over the years, Hikaru Shindo has improved a lot, as evidenced by his title of Kisei. However, Sai Fujiwara has also made great progress, especially in the three consecutive high-intensity matches. Instead of being exhausted, he became more and more courageous in the battle.

Compared to Tetsu, Hikaru Shindo is still far behind.

Inside the Go room, Fujiwara Sai and Shindo Hikaru sat facing each other, their faces solemn.

Hikaru Shindo never expected that such a young man would have such skill in Go, which made him think of a terrible possibility.

That is, who is playing chess against me, this young man or Fujiwara no Sai?

He remembered the events of that year very clearly. Sai was standing right behind him, dominating the online world under the name SAI. In his very first game, Sai defeated Akira Touya, who had been learning Go all along, which made him even more unsettled.

If that's the case, then everything makes sense!

What would it be like if someone were willing to let Sai pick up a Go stone and use his name? Now he's experiencing it!

Torajiro was a powerful Go player himself, and he knew how formidable Sai was. So Sai played Go by his side for his entire life, eventually becoming Honinbo Shusaku, a legend.

Anyone with a modicum of insight should know just how terrifying Sai truly is.

In that case, his imitation makes perfect sense.

Because he wouldn't let Sai play Go, Sai disappeared.

Now, he's back?

This familiar playing style, this imaginative yet deadly approach to the game, is exactly Sai's style!

It's good that he's back, it's good that he's back!

Retirement? It doesn't matter!

Even if he retires and doesn't participate in any matches, he can still play one, two, or countless matches against Sai until both of them find their divine move.

He, Akira Touya, and Sai were among those closest to the God's Hand.

Sai returns and unleashes his divine move once more, fulfilling his lifelong obsession, which he will soon achieve.

…………

"It's SAI." Akira Touya watched the game intently from outside.

When two masters play chess, they naturally need a quiet place, just like in a competition, where someone passes the pieces to them.

The reporters and chess players are making a lot of noise, all looking at the chessboard in front of them.

"Really? It really is that person?" Honinbo Shuuya looked at Touya Akira with a surprised expression: "How old is he?!"

“You’re not much older now, aren’t you also a Honinbo?” Akira Touya shook his head.

Shindo's explanation just now doesn't make any sense. This situation is just like the previous two matches I played against him; he seemed to have divine assistance.

He clearly didn't even know how to play the pieces, yet he ended up suffering a crushing defeat.

Are we finally getting closer to the truth?

"What I mean is, isn't SAI someone from 20 years ago?" Honinbo Hideaki exclaimed excitedly, "That's not scientific!"

"This question needs to be answered by the Kisei Shindo," Akira Touya said in a deep voice.