Amidst the pleasant aroma of tea, an elderly man savored his drink while deftly manipulating a white chess piece on the board before him.
Dressed in white robes adorned with blue borders, his hair neatly tied into a bun, the old man appreciated the fragrance as he moved his piece with precision. Across the chessboard sat a middle-aged man, attired in black robes with red-trimmed edges. His untamed, flowing hair cascaded beyond his shoulders.
"Mmm, quite a refreshing scent," the old man remarked, still enjoying the fragrance of the tea as he strategically placed his white piece on the board.
The middle-aged man acknowledged, "Perhaps it is." He, too, engaged in the game, deftly moving his black chess piece to counter the old man's white move.
With a slow sip of tea, the old man peered at the board and commented, "Youngsters these days lack patience." He executed a move that obliterated the opposing black piece.
