The originally simple yet elegant courtyard disappeared, replaced by a hazy space.

There were white mist and black air here.

White mist and black air continuously emerged, intertwining together.

After witnessing such a miraculous scene, Qin An gripped the sheath at his waist, his knuckles distinct with veins.

He did not speak, knowing that this must be the Prime Minister’s doing, but since he didn’t feel the slightest bit of danger, he chose to watch patiently as events unfolded.

The Prime Minister stood with his hands behind his back, standing beside Qin An, his robe flapping loudly in the wind, and the long beard on his chin swayed with the breeze.

"In this world, it’s either black or white."

A leisurely voice emanated from the Prime Minister’s mouth.

The Prime Minister moved his gaze, seemingly staring at the fog and darkness ahead, as he gently stroked his long beard and spoke slowly.

"Black represents demon creatures, Pseudo-Gods, and numerous traitors, including that mysterious Heavenly Demon."

"White is those who struggle amidst these darknesses; we should be white, and must be white, erecting a wall that separates black and white."

Qin An listened quietly, his hand gripping the sheath motionless, his expression as calm as a lake.

He knew there were more things the Prime Minister hadn’t said, so he did not interrupt.

The Prime Minister paused slightly, stepped forward, his long boots creating a slight crease on the ground.

As this step was taken, the intertwining scene of black and white immediately became distinct.

"In my life, I have followed Your Majesty across south and north, until the Daqian Kingdom was established, and the people finally had some stability."

"Though we still face the damages of demon Pseudo-Gods, it is infinitely better compared to the previous chaos."

"But it is still not enough; what I want is peace across the land, where everyone can have enough to eat and wear, and are not troubled by those so-called ’black’ problems."

"Though the world, they say, is inches closer to righteousness, the evil always surpasses, ’black’ ultimately occupies the mainstream, and I feel powerless but can only maintain the current status."

"Until one day, the people from the Forbidden Area said there is a Savior, which suddenly piqued my interest."

The Prime Minister paused slightly, slowly releasing his hand from the long beard, lifting his slender yet wrinkled index finger, pointing towards the black and white fog ahead.

A golden light suddenly appeared, blocking between black and white, like a tall wall.

The Prime Minister withdrew his hand into his sleeve, letting the sleeve flutter in the wind, turning his head with a resolute gaze at Qin An: "You are this only light, so I wish to place all my bets on you."

Hearing this, Qin An released his grip on the sheath, gently smoothing the creases on his sleeve, then raised his eyes and said: "Thank you, Prime Minister, I will do my utmost to become the beam of light you speak of."

At this point, he listened clearly and finally understood the Prime Minister’s meaning.

Simply put, this trip was successful.

According to the Prime Minister, as long as he is willing to become the beam of light between black and white, then the Prime Minister agrees to stand by his side.

As for whether he is willing, of course, he is willing.

The reason is also very simple.

This world, as the Prime Minister said, is either black or white, and all those ’black’ aim to eliminate him; even if unwilling, he must stand in the middle.

Both to cut through the darkness and to preserve his own life.

From Ding County to now, every step was to live comfortably, and it remains so today.

The Prime Minister laughed heartily, his long beard shaking with his laughter.

He rolled up his robe and used his aged palm to sweep over the front.

As he swept over, the darkness dissipated, leaving only white and light remaining.

The surrounding scenery disappeared, and the two returned to the old pavilion.

The Prime Minister picked up a white piece between his thumb and index finger, placing it for Qin An on the chessboard.

Once the white piece fell, the situation on the board instantly changed.

The originally dominant black pieces instantly disbanded like a tide, leaving only white pieces on the board.

One move to determine the universe.

The Prime Minister placed his hand on the edge of the table, smoothing the wrinkles on it, then said in a deep voice: "I hope you won’t simply be a white piece, but the one who controls the pieces."

Qin An nodded and said: "I will do my best."

The Prime Minister withdrew his hand, leaning his back against the chair: "I will visit Prince Zhenyuan’s mansion; you don’t need to worry about it."

"Though he is a senior, a senior must behave like one; how can he bully the young? Let everything come to me."

Qin An stood up, clenched his fists, and said: "In that case, thank you very much, Prime Minister."

The Prime Minister nodded slightly, waving his sleeve, blowing all the white pieces on the chessboard into the chess basket: "Only three days left for the audience with His Majesty; that old guy, the General, must have provided you with three paths."

"The second path you want to take is very difficult, His Majesty knows your identity, but in his life, he trusts not destiny the most."

Qin An displayed a solemn demeanor, sitting upright, patiently waiting for the Prime Minister to continue.

He knew what the Prime Minister would say next must be the content the General hadn’t mentioned, closely related to the audience.

The Prime Minister paused slightly, seeing Qin An’s solemn demeanor, extended his aged palm to rest on Qin An’s shoulder: "You are very strong, very gifted, and possess the perseverance that ordinary people do not."

"But all these in Your Majesty’s view are merely qualities expected of a junior; Your Majesty ventured south and north, rising from a commoner to the current status, trusting destiny the least."

"He only believes in a sword that can cut through destiny; therefore, this audience, what you need to do is very simple."

At this point, the Prime Minister paused his speech, withdrew his hand, raised one segment of his aged index finger, and calmly said: "Do your utmost to showcase your abilities, your talent, your strength, without any fear or constraint."