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The unstable flicker of the flame cast the chessboard into a complex interplay of light and shadow.
Sunday had no interest in enjoying the food, his eyes fixed on the chessboard. He often picked up a piece only to put it down again, scratching his head, looking unusually tense.
He and Chen Zhou weren't playing the straightforward game of Gomoku, but the more strategically demanding Chinese chess.
The rules of Chinese chess are much more complex than Gomoku, and there are more factors to consider during the game.
But for Sunday, who had various skills and faintly exuded a sense of aggression, Chinese chess was clearly more to his liking.
After learning how to play Chinese chess from Chen Zhou, he often dragged the locals to play against him.
However, the locals were no match for him; they couldn't even understand the basic moves, bullying them felt like bullying children, offering no sense of achievement.
Later, Sunday started pestering Saturday.
