"Conspiracy is a deduction of reality, which stems from information asymmetry."
"Pa."
An inky piece lands, putting the white chess piece in jeopardy on the chessboard.
Wen Yu pondered for a long time, and after a while, he waved his hand to mess up the chess game. On the large screen ahead, Lin Haifeng's smiling face appeared; facing Wen Yu's playful move, Lin Haifeng just chuckled. With the chaotic clattering of the electronic chessboard, all the pieces returned to the chess box.
Lin Haifeng placed another piece, announcing the start of another game, and Wen Yu, having nothing else to do, followed by placing his own piece.
Winning was impossible, and the reason for visiting this secret room to see Lin Haifeng the day after the succession ceremony was merely that Wen Yu wanted to learn some experience from this old fox, to learn some methods to deal with the things that might happen next.
