"Hahaha! Come on, let's eat more!" Sheva laughed, wolfing down a bucket of KFC like he had been starving for a full week. The crumbs and traces of oils could be seen on the corner of his mouth, yet the boy couldn't care less right now. He was just laughing his ass off, adding more pieces to Bagas's plate. "Come on! Today is a good day, worthy of celebration!"
Bagas just smiled wryly, eating the portion in front of him silently.
Indeed, Sheva had a reason to be happy today. Not only did he win, but Gukesh also lost in this round, making the leader of the standings clear at this point. Now, he was in the lead with 3.5 points, and surprisingly enough, behind him was Peter Svidler with three points.
Yeah, after losing against Sheva in the first round, the man bounced back silently, winning three games in a row. It seemed that he was in the zone already, as with the momentum on his shoulder, it would be hard for anyone to stop him.
