When night was about to fall, Ren Xiaosu reluctantly put away the chess pieces. He looked at Jiang Xu and said, "Your skill seems to have deteriorated a little."
Jiang Xu's eyebrows twitched, and he said with a livid expression, "You better get lost while I can still hold myself back."
Several of the reporters standing around them sniggered. They had never seen their chief editor lose so badly in front of anyone before. In fact, Jiang Xu's chess skill was well-known throughout all of Luoyang City. Jiang Xu used to go searching for other seniors to play chess with in Luoyang City. He defeated them all and became the best elderly chess player.
But now, Jiang Xu did not even manage to win once having played three games against Ren Xiaosu.
Of course, it was not that Ren Xiaosu was good at playing chess. This happened purely because he was utterly shameless.
Jiang Xu's general could only move one step at a time while Ren Xiaosu could move his 10 steps.
