The old man frowned and looked closer. He immediately drew in a sharp breath, his eyes filled with disbelief. Ling Su... at the cost of sacrificing a huge number of her own pieces, had actually brought all of her white stones... back to life!
Ling Su showed no trace of triumph on her face. She remained as calm as ever, but her expression was now more infuriating than open mockery. She said, "So, Lord Zhe, life is like a game of chess. Until the very last moment, who can say who has truly won or lost?"
"Hahaha, a fine 'life is like a game of chess' indeed!" The old man shot to his feet, kicked over the board between them, and sneered, "And just like that, the game is over! The initiative... will always remain in my hands alone!"
Ling Su didn't react with anger. She stood up, gently stretching her slightly numb legs, and said, "You are far too arrogant, and your ambitions are too vast. In the end, your own nature will be your downfall!"
