Base Station Chief David looked at Yang Xiao in surprise.
Indeed, ever since he became the Base Station Chief ten years ago, his spiritual power cultivation had almost come to a standstill despite trying many methods, and even sparing no expense to seek out Go masters for matches, the improvement of his spiritual power remained extremely slow.
He had always felt deep down that something was wrong with himself, but he could never identify the problem.
Now hearing Yang Xiao pinpoint the issue so directly, he was shaken to his core.
Yang Xiao picked up the teacup beside him, which contained a peculiar fruit juice used to restore spiritual power.
He took a small sip,
looked at David across from him, and said with a slight smile:
