At dusk, within the Prince Montgomery's palace. Li Guanglong and Lord Eugene Montgomery were engaged in a game of strategy over a sand table, locked in a fierce and brilliant contest. Standing quietly beside them was Mark Montgomery, observing the game in silence. After a while, the winner was decided. Lord Eugene Montgomery inserted a white flag into the sand table, signaling his surrender. “Your Highness truly is a military genius. Your use of strategy is as elusive as gods and demons --- impossible to predict or defend against. I’ve always considered myself rather shrewd, yet today, I am clearly outmatched.” Lord Eugene Montgomery shook his head with a smile and casually took the white hand towel offered by a maid to carefully wipe his fingers. “You flatter me, Uncle Eugene. It was just a lucky move on my part.” Li Guanglong responded humbly. Although he was a prince, he did not dare to act haughty before Lord Eugene Montgomery. This man before him was his biggest ...