After transmigrating in one night, Shen Jiao began her new life by attempting an assassination in front of a crowd. She wanted to cry but had no tears, lamenting that she just wasn't cut out fo...
The match is over, and Shen Jiao wins!
Next up was the chess game.
Wei Lan's pride, which had just been swept away, was now completely restored, not for any other reason than that among the four arts, chess was her forte.
After all, the title of "Little Chess Saint" is not just for show.
"Place your bets now, place your bets now, let's guess who will win? I'll go first, I bet one hundred taels on the Empress."
"Look at how stingy you are! I'll bet the Empress three thousand taels!"
“I bet five thousand taels on Wei Lan. He is indeed a Little Chess Saint. Strength speaks for itself.”
"Brother is right, he is right. The Empress plays the zither quite well, but who knows how good she is at chess? I'll bet all my savings on Wei Lan!"
The audience was divided into two opposing groups, arguing incessantly, while the competition had already begun on the field.
Wei Lan was extremely pleased with himself, and every move he made was incredibly fast, accurate, and ruthless.
Shen Jiaosu was also quite fast, following closely behind. In fact, she had already planned her next move the moment Wei Lan placed his piece.
To be honest, Wei Lan is indeed very capable.
But she's better.
A short while later, it was just the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.
Liang Heng said, "Wei Lan's speed has slowed down... well, maybe it shouldn't be said that she's slowed down, she seems to be frozen in place by the talisman that sticks the zombie on her."
He doesn't know how to play chess, and he can't figure it out.
When I was young, I was only focused on studying medicine. Now that I'm a young man, I'm only focused on making the beautiful girls in the world happy. Where would I find the time to study other things?
Ji Yan sneered, "She's driven herself into a dead end. What else can she do but play dead?"
Liang Heng: "Isn't he the Little Chess Saint?"
Ji Yan hummed the melody composed for him by his frizzy hamster, raising an eyebrow slightly: "If your mind is not on the right path, even an old chess master will surely lose when he meets my Jiao Jiao."