Dingbian City.
Chen Dao gently placed a piece on the board, already holding the advantage. Yue Jishan, sitting opposite, furrowed his brows and stared intently at the board, yet he couldn't find any flaw in the white pieces no matter how hard he looked.
Chen Dao's style in chess was just like him: not forceful, not stubbornly clinging on; seemingly passive everywhere yet meticulously strategizing for substantial positions. Unknowingly, he had gained the upper hand.
Yue Jishan was skilled in chess, but compared to Chen Dao, a player of national caliber, he still fell short.
All of a sudden, Yue Jishan abandoned the larger game situation, placed a piece, and began forcefully to find a way to save a lone piece surrounded by white.
Chen Dao's face revealed a slight smile, with this move, Yue Jishan was definitely doomed to defeat.
