"I'll give it a try," said a man in a floral shirt as he squeezed forward.

In less than twenty moves, he was checkmated.

Another hundred yuan went into the middle-aged man's pocket.

Su Ming watched from the side, gradually understanding the trick—this middle-aged man wasn't weak at chess, but more importantly, he was too familiar with this endgame. Every move seemed rehearsed, luring opponents into traps.