From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables

Chapter 461: 215 Chess Encounter (First Update)

Zhao Heng laughed slyly.

Shen Ke said in a low voice, “Miss didn’t fail to see the trap, did she? Or did she jump into it on purpose?”

Shen Zhou raised an eyebrow and calmly made his move.

As Ming Jing said, the game of chess is like a battlefield. It is only when the chess pieces are deployed from the starting point that the real battle begins.

The violent clashes on the chessboard are invisible to the naked eye, but they have lethal power.

Gradually, beads of sweat appeared on Shen Zhou’s forehead. His brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and his pace of play slowed down, until he was only making a move every ten minutes.

Meanwhile, Ming Jing was as light-hearted as the wind in the sky, even finding the time to sip tea with a smile.

As if making a decision, Shen Zhou slammed down a chess piece.

Ming Jing laughed lightly, “Brother’s move to sacrifice a pawn to gain the upper hand is quite impressive. By decisively sacrificing one of his pieces, he has cleared his path and turned a losing game into a winning one.”

This requires a clear mind. Many people at this point often can’t escape the grip of their current interests, plunging deeper and deeper into trouble until it’s beyond redemption.

Well done, this feels like a real match between equals now.

Shen Zhou looked at Ming Jing deeply. She must have thoroughly researched the art of war. She dominated the battlefield and fell into the trap on purpose at the beginning, seizing strategic spots with a masterstroke and causing him to lose several pieces. She was also very adept at deceit, setting one trap after another. He felt proud of himself for seeing through her traps, not realizing that he had fallen into the real trap. This was what truly scared him. He felt like a frog being boiled alive in warm water, and the sensation was far from pleasant.

“I shouldn’t have been so greedy. Ming Jing, I admit defeat wholeheartedly.”

Human nature is greedy, a lesson he learned from the game of chess. Someone who gains twenty points may be unwilling to see their opponent gain ten. Greed, the wolf that would eventually drag a man into an abyss.

However, Ming Jing played a clear and steady game, calm and unruffled, much like her nature. He lost, and he admitted it wholeheartedly.

“How did she win?” Zhao Heng was still bewildered.

Ming Jing laughed, “Brother, shall we play another round?”

Unfortunately, Shen Zhou had to leave quickly to attend to an urgent matter at his company.

Zhao Heng sat opposite Ming Jing, “Let’s play.”

Before leaving, Shen Ke patted him on the shoulder, “With your skills, even ten years of practice wouldn’t be enough to catch up to Ming Jing’s current level.”

Zhao Heng didn’t accept this, he played very hard, and gradually his forehead began to sweat.

Meanwhile, Ming Jing was leisurely sipping tea and chatting with Elder Theodore Shelby.

Elder Theodore Shelby hummed, “This kid isn’t very smart, he’s much worse compared to you,” he said with visible disappointment.

Ming Jing stifled a laugh, “He’s not bad.” At least he’s making progress.

Zhao Heng eventually realized with hindsight that he had been made a fool of.

“Ming Jing, how…how could you do this? Are we not good friends?”

“Why would you say I fooled you? It’s clear that you were outmatched, don’t accuse others without reason,” Elder Theodore Shelby scoffed.

Only at this point did Zhao Heng realize the truth in his uncle’s words before he left. It wasn’t a lie.

He was no match for Ming Jing, not yet.

Ming Jing picked up a chess piece on the board and said, “You’re not bad, you must have attended Go classes when you were young.”

Zhao Heng’s eyes widened in shock, “You knew that too?”

“The teaching method in Go class is too rigid and limiting. The game on the board is ever-changing. As the saying goes, talking about military strategy on paper is always superficial. The true knowledge comes from practice,” she replied.

“But no one plays Go with me. Initially, my uncle made me learn Go. I found it dull at first but fell in love with it later. Do you know Xiao Chong? The champion of the International Go Tournament, a master-level figure, our idol. The championship game was so thrilling. With your skills, if you compete in a tournament, I think you could easily win a top three prize.”

Elder Theodore Shelby hit him on the head with a stick, “What nonsense are you talking about? What top three? If Ming Jing participates, no one else will stand a chance at being the champion, it’s hers to claim.”

Zhao Heng, rubbing his head, laughed foolishly, “Grandpa Shen is right, the registration period is coming up, I’ll keep an eye out for you.”