"You're Determined to Go Against Me!"

Under the guidance of the butler, Cynthia and Tristan arrived at Lakeside Hall, located in the southeast corner of the estate. Lush vegetation surrounded a clear pond, where delicate lotus flowers bloomed and playful fish could be seen darting beneath the leaves.

Old Mr. Ford sat not far away in a gazebo, dressed in casual attire, with a go board set before him. The 19x19 grid of black and white stones showcased a complex battle: although the black stones held the upper hand, there was a subtle indication they were nearing their limits, while the white stones, seemingly at a disadvantage, were strategically positioned to take control. A slight shift could lead to a complete victory for white.

Old Mr. Quinn, observing the board closely, toyed with the stones but hesitated to make a move. Hearing footsteps, he slowly lifted his gaze, a cold glint flickering in his eyes as they landed on Cynthia.