With her words falling, Nan Jiaojiao made her move.
The whole chess game suddenly became clear.
The Old Lady instantly spotted a path to life and immediately played a piece, and when she silently reviewed the board, she realized with a start that this lifeline had been forcefully conceded by Nan Jiaojiao, who had set her piece on a path to defeat.
Now, there was only one path to follow, and if even one wrong move was made, Nan Jiaojiao was certain to lose the game.
A deeper expression appeared in the Old Lady's eyes as she picked up her teacup and took a sip, chuckling lightly, "Girl, you are quite fair."
"One path each, if you make a wrong move, I make one too, so the situation is just pulled back, not changed."
The Old Lady laughed heartily, "Then you better be serious. I have been playing chess for decades."
"Okay."