Chapitre 519: Chapter 519: Were We All Played?

It's very strange; the entire medical team studied him and said that the Old Man's body was not in bad shape, but he never woke up!

Hearing this, Samuel Noah Jackson couldn't help but glance at the Old Man who was lying on the bed at this moment, then contemplated thoughtfully.

"Bring his chessboard over!" Thinking, he suddenly raised his chin and ordered Uncle Prescott standing nearby.

Uncle Prescott nodded and commanded someone to fetch Master Smith's wooden chessboard.

"Third Young Master, the chessboard is here!"

Samuel glanced at the chessboard and ordered expressionlessly, "Then burn it!"

"Burn... burn it?" Uncle Prescott was startled for a moment, then asked uncertainly, "Third Young Master, this is... the Old Man's favorite thing..."

Ever since the Old Man lost his mind, his favorite thing to do every day was to fiddle with the chessboard by himself!

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