The voice suddenly broke the silence between Wang Ba and the 'Wu Monkey King'.
Upon hearing Tibo's words, the 'Wu Monkey King' remained calm, his gaze shifted slightly towards Tibo, and he said plainly:
"The Heavenly Dao has imperfections; who can account for everything?"
"As Buddhism says, it's all just the result of chance encounters."
"As we play this game of chess, Little Friend Wang happened to become a pawn, not someone I sought out deliberately."
"If you really want to talk about it, Tibetan Brother, this piece also ended up on Little Friend Wang by chance, didn't it? I merely went with the flow."
Tibo couldn't help but laugh upon hearing this:
"The Immortal Monarch's words are as sharp as ever."
"But if you put it like that, doesn't it mean both black and white pieces have ended up in the same place?"
"Then how can you tell who wins or loses in this game?"
The two talked casually, not like enemies meeting, nor with any killing intent, more like old friends.
