Three days later!
In the Ghost Ridge Palace, inside a pavilion, a chessboard was set up, with Taoist Qiu and Zhang Junwei seated opposite each other, while a disciple was serving tea and pouring water.
Clutching a white piece, Taoist Qiu played chess with Zhang Junwei and spoke, "Sect Master, have you heard any news about Su Jie?"
Zhang Junwei took a sip of tea, frowning at the chessboard as it edged towards a stalemate, and said, "I haven't got any news of him for the time being. Don't worry too much, though. His strength is considerable within Qingzhou Territory. As long as he doesn't run into someone from the Taoist Platform Realm, nobody can trouble him."
Taoist Qiu let out a sigh, but his moves were relentless, creating a checkmate situation on the board: "I know, but you're also aware that Su Jie is on the blacklist of the righteous sects. If his identity is exposed while he's out, the trouble could be great."
