There is a broad little world in the delicate entrance guards.

There is plenty of energy in the small world. This is where the elders of Qing Weimen live in seclusion.

In a small world, under a huge tree with a crown of mu, an old man in a black robe is playing with an old man in a white robe.

Two hours later, the old man in black issued a triumphant laugh: "Ha-ha, the old man finally won the game!"

The white-robed old man pouted his lips. "You won only one game in the next ten games. Duanmu old man, what are you proud of?"

The old man in...