"Oh, Wesley, you cunning guy…" Anish Giri shook his head when he saw the move the American-Philippine GM made on the board. "Who would've thought that behind your nice guy persona, you have that ruthlessness inside of you?! This is going to be tricky for him…"
Wesley So himself just grinned goofily, clearly enjoying Sheva's stumped expression. Both Vincent Keymer and Nordibek Abdusattorov also stared at him intently, and while they didn't say anything, their gaze was full of scrutiny, ready to judge Sheva if he made the wrong move.
Honestly, while those two knew exactly Sheva's achievement since last year up until now, they were still not convinced that Sheva was on the same level as them. After all, they had never played directly against him, and in their mind, watching the record of Sheva's games a couple of times, they thought that they would be able to do better than Sheva's opponents. This was the arrogance of the youngsters, and they had the capital to do so.
