Bab 373: Chapter 183: Ruins of Time, Constantine! _3

Under the dimming yellow sunset, there was a stone table at the edge of the cliff.

A game of international chess was set upon the table.

Men with white hair sat opposite each other, their clothes billowing in the wind.

One of them wore a blue cloak, his inner layer a white short-sleeved shirt, paired with loose blue beach shorts, and trod in cork flip-flops.

He wore sunglasses on his face and held a cup of cola in his hand.

The half of his face that was exposed was relatively ordinary.

This was Medanzo.

And the other, it was clearly Constantine.

Constantine also had white hair, wearing a slightly curled sun hat, his handsome face resembling that of an ancient Greek sculpture, his eyes shining with a brilliant starlight, and to one's surprise, he was bare-chested with a pair of swimming trunks on the lower half, and a cigarette wedged in his hand.

It was hard to imagine, one of the three sages of the Golden Era was clad in such attire.

But then again, it's fitting.