Then, Ye Long puffed out smoke while observing the chessboard!
However, Ye Long quickly frowned, because no matter how he played, it seemed to be a deadlock!
"Brat, make a move!" the old master looked at Ye Long and said.
"Hold your horses, let me take a look!"
Ye Long puffed out smoke and said.
One cigarette, two cigarettes...
Who knows how long it passed, but cigarette butts were piled up around Ye Long!
Then, Ye Long squinted slightly and a devilish smile appeared on his face, "Life, there's no deadlock, it just depends on how you play!"
Ye Long spoke, picked up a chess piece, and made a move!
The old master glanced at Ye Long and said, "Brat, making this move is a deadlock!"
"It's not over until it's over, how can you say it's a deadlock?" Ye Long smiled and said.
"Alright, let's see how you win!" the old master said.
Then, the old master made another move and said, "Your turn!"
Ye Long rubbed his chin, was no longer as melancholic as before, and made another move!
