Unfortunately for Sheva, instead of going straight for the opening game, the first agenda today was the opening ceremony, with a lot of important people taking their sweet time to talk in front of more than one hundred chess players inside. He had to hold back the urge to yawn here as sleepiness was threatening to kill him on the spot.
Honestly, Sheva was not the type of person who enjoyed this kind of event. The mumbo—jumbo words either became a lullaby that helped him get a bad neck from sleeping in such a weird posture or the source of confusion inside his head. Either way, the two options were really not good for his head.
Hell, even when Utut Ardianto, the living legend and the person he met briefly in Vietnam, stood up on the stage and spoke, it still couldn't spark his interest. Fortunately, this only lasted for fifteen minutes before all the people there spread out, going straight to the table where they were going to play.
