As Adam looked at the crowd outside eagerly waiting and Ryder, who seemed stiff and lifeless, he felt invigorated and laughed, "Ryder, I heard you used to love playing chess. How about we play a game before the competition starts?"
The faces of the people around them changed dramatically.
"Your words are too malicious. It's true that Ryder loves playing chess, but can't you see that he's paralyzed? Making him play chess with you is simply a blatant mockery."
Wearing a thick coat, Ryder frowned and said, "Elder brother, this is a competition for the Morgan Family heir, not a chess match."
"Well, we still need some time to prepare before the competition starts, right? What do you think, Muyuan?" Adam said with a smile, looking at Muyuan, who was preparing to release the data on his computer.
"Uh...yes, these data are encrypted and need to be sorted out. I need some time," Muyuan nodded.
Adam's expression became even more smug.
