"You lost."
Feng Xue shook her head in disbelief, her gaze seemingly trying to bore a hole into the chessboard.
How could she have lost?
But on the chessboard, the outcome was unmistakable.
She played fast chess, but her opponent was even faster. What's more terrifying, her opponent seemed to have anticipated her strategy, leisurely laying out a trap. By the time she realized it, she was already cornered.
A chess style this seasoned... it was hard to believe this was her opponent's first competition.
The arrogant boasts uttered before the match now transformed into a colossal joke in front of the decisive game result.
Feng Xue's cheeks burned hot, her hands clenched into fists inside her sleeves.
The entire hall was so silent you could hear a pin drop, broken only by the crisp sound of chess pieces snapping into place.
