But swiftly, Jiang Fengwu gathered her thoughts because the Go contest had started!
The first to take the stage was a rather famous chess master from the Capital, who was young and thus considered Master Fan's successor.
Their game was fascinating, but as the number of empty points on the board dwindled, the young chess master took increasingly longer to make his moves, sweating profusely.
Even those not involved in the game could tell that the young man was probably at his limit.
"Jiang, is he about to lose?" Zhang Linglong asked softly.
Jiang Fengwu nodded and said, "That's right, in no more than five moves, he will undoubtedly be defeated!"
Her gaze towards Master Fan became extremely solemn. As an observer, Jiang Fengwu, from an outsider's perspective, watched the whole chess game unfold.
