Meanwhile, within the Chinese Medicine Hospital, the game continued.
An old and a young man sat in front of the chessboard, the older one appearing to be in his early fifties, dressed plainly, while the younger one was in his early twenties, blond and handsome, with a look of arrogance in his eyes.
This was the American chess prodigy, Benjamin, who had already achieved eight consecutive wins that day, and it seemed that the old man was about to lose as well.
"Checkmate!"
At this moment, Benjamin proudly shouted, officially declaring the end of the match.
The old man trembled all over, froze in place for a long while, before finally gritting his teeth and saying, "I've lost!"
"Sigh."
Around them, sighs of disappointment and humiliation could be heard from the crowd.
For the past few days, all the chess masters from Hua City's Chess World had gathered here to play against Benjamin, yet none of them lasted more than ten moves. This was utterly humiliating.
