The two faced each other, seated in opposition. Seeing how quickly Chu Jin moved the white piece, a look of surprise emerged in the depths of Song Shiqin's eyes, "Miss Chu, are you sure you want to move the white piece?"
Considering the situation on the chessboard, the white pieces were clearly at a disadvantage, yet without even guessing, she chose the white pieces without a second thought—could it be that she didn't understand the ways of chess?
Anyone with a bit of skill in chess would not choose the white pieces under such dire circumstances.
Looking at the chessboard, the white pieces were already at an impasse. How could there be a chance to turn the situation around?
Previously, Song Shiqin also had other people play this life-and-death chess game with him. Before playing, they would choose the black pieces without hesitation, and moreover, they would argue over who gets black and who gets white for quite a while, since nobody wanted to lose.
