Chapter - 89
The scene was fraught with tension, the weight of the older man's piercing stare bore down on the younger man, thickening the already strained atmosphere.
The young man lay sprawled on the ground, nursing his face, while the older man calmly resumed his place at the chessboard, carrying on as if nothing had transpired. The familiar sounds of his chair creaking and the gentle clink of chess pieces being moved returned, starkly contrasting the recent emotional outburst.
"Explain what went down," the older man demanded, his voice carrying a solemn and ominous weight. His eyes blazed with an icy intensity, twin embers casting an unsettling glow.
After a brief pause, the young man fought to rise, his face crimson and pulsing with pain. He shot the old man a heated glare, a blend of anger, agony, and bewilderment written across his features.
