Chess Match, State of Mind

"Junior."

"In this match of chess, once again, I find myself defeated."

Clutching the chess pieces, Emperor Feng Yang lifted his gaze to the sky, feeling the sunlight of the immortal realm somewhat glaring today.

Setting down the pieces, Emperor Feng Yang surveyed the chessboard. In his mind, he reviewed the layout, the midgame, and the endgame; at every stage, Gu Lan's moves were seamless, flawless, and without any loopholes.

Was this mere understanding? It was clearly a chaotic slaughter!

"Junior!"

"Yes?"

"This time, I will not hold back any longer!"

Seeing Emperor Feng Yang so engrossed in elevating his state of mind, Gu Lan smiled faintly, waved her hand, and dispersed the chessboard.

The next match commenced.

Gu Lan did not hold back, and with a new ingenious move, she checkmated Emperor Feng Yang once again.

"I've lost!"

"Junior, another round!"

Emperor Feng Yang fought on despite repeated defeats, showing no signs of dismay.