"Nonsense, they're just worried this old man might harm their professor, so they want the big shot to make the first move and solve this problem. Who can't see through that little scheme?"
"Spot on, that's exactly it. But so what? The decision still rests with the big shot, doesn't it?"
...
The Dean's conference room.
"This is truly amazing, being able to use Go as a weapon to injure someone. I underestimated it."
Professor Hu had no interest in such things as playing with words, or the arts of music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. The main reason was that everyone involved was so deeply scheming, it was impossible to see through them.
He then looked meaningfully at Professor Wen beside him, remarking that this fellow was full of schemes.
Professor Wen was baffled by Professor Hu's gaze. What kind of look was that? Who was it directed at?
"I'm just surprised that Zhou Lin's mastery of Go could be so high."
The Dean, unaware of Professor Hu's thoughts, greatly admired Zhou Lin's skill.
Meanwhile, Hong Linfei.
Zhou Lin's ability to break this Go game showed he was a talent, but this old man shouldn't be underestimated either. Such a match was rare.
Now it was just a matter of them making their move, and they could watch and learn some insights from the sidelines.
"Master, why are you so excited?"
A Qin looked at Hong Linfei's excited demeanor and asked in confusion.
"This is a match between ancient and modern, extremely rare. You should watch carefully too."
Hong Linfei didn't even spare him a glance.
Inside the tomb.
Zhou Lin looked at the old man opposite him, realizing he was a Go fanatic, and couldn't help but feel surprised.
Where did they find all these people? They were all eccentrics.
"You want to play Go with me?"
"If you win, I'll let you pass. If you lose, you'll stay here and take my place, guarding this tomb."
The old man looked at Zhou Lin and stroked his beard.
"Holy crap, you old man, aren't you going too far? You want to keep Zhou Lin here? How malicious can you be?"
The Xuanxue Professor immediately objected.
"Then will you play with me? Not him, you play with me. If you don't, I'll kill you."
After speaking, the old man flicked a Go stone from his palm, sending it hurtling towards the Xuanxue Professor.
A powerful gust of wind was rushing towards the Xuanxue Professor's face. Zhou Lin, with quick reflexes, reached out and caught it.
"This Go stone is made of jade, so precious. You'd better keep it. We don't have the fortune to enjoy it."
Zhou Lin examined the jade Go stone in his hand and flicked it back.
However, the old man had a spectral body, so the Go stone caused no harm whatsoever.
"Do you agree or not?"
The old man ignored Zhou Lin's attack, waiting for his response.
"Do I have a choice? Then prepare yourself."
Zhou Lin had just learned Go, and at this moment, he was still itching for a game. If he didn't play, his hands and mind would feel restless. It would be more interesting to play.
The old man waved his hand, and a grid-like chessboard appeared before him.
There were also two Go boxes beside it, containing red and blue gemstone Go stones.
These stones looked incredibly valuable.
Zhou Lin walked over and picked up a few red stones.
"Black plays first. You go ahead."
Zhou Lin voluntarily gave up the right to the first move.
The old man was not polite and placed a blue stone on a small corner point.
Zhou Lin followed suit, playing move by move.
The Xuanxue Professor and Guo Liang, seeing this, stood behind Zhou Lin without a word, not understanding the game.
Samir, Gal, and Jimmy, the four of them, watched the game. They didn't understand it either, but the craftsmanship of the Go stones looked excellent.
It would be good to take them back, but Samir only thought about it, not daring to act.
As Zhou Lin and the old man exchanged moves, their initial composure gradually turned into contemplation, and the netizens' hearts began to race.
"Damn, I don't know how to play Go either. Can anyone tell me where we are in the game?"
"Me neither. I have no idea what's going on."
"I only know a little bit. It's better to ask Professor Hong Linfei than us."
The netizens' comments began to flood in.
At this moment, Hong Linfei was picking up a chessboard to reconstruct the game.
Seeing the game on the board, he suddenly realized that Zhou Lin was the one with the superior skill.
He had already begun to lay a trap...
"Master, Zhou Lin played at position seventy-three-five. Is this correct?"
A Qin looked at Hong Linfei, confused.
"Zhou Lin's move was a bit hasty, but if played well, there's still a chance of victory. But... does that old man really not notice?"
Hong Linfei had to admit that Zhou Lin's Go was primarily offensive, and the opponent was also an offensive player, but Zhou Lin had completely controlled him.
Zhou Lin's Go skills were now slightly superior to the old man's, but what would the old man do?
Hong Linfei began to anticipate, feeling inexplicably excited.
Inside the tomb.
The old man watched Zhou Lin's relentless pressure, his eyes narrowed as he carefully examined the chessboard. He vaguely saw a giant dragon coiled within the board, ready to strike and devour him at any moment.
For a time, the old man didn't know where to begin.
Time ticked by.
Beads of sweat appeared on the old man's temples, yet they didn't fall for a long time. His gaze deepened.
He placed a blue stone in the far corner, capturing over ten red stones.
That area had become useless.
"Oh no, there aren't many red stones left. What should we do?"
The archaeology students couldn't help but exclaim when they saw the dwindling number of Go stones.
"Shush, don't talk. A true gentleman does not comment on games. Don't disturb them."
The Xuanxue Professor quickly put a finger to his lips, signaling them to be quiet.
"Young friend, I'm truly sorry, but you might lose."
The old man looked at Zhou Lin, his eyes filled with a smile.
"Lose? Who said I lost?"
Zhou Lin picked up a Go stone and placed it steadily in an inconspicuous corner.
The old man looked at the game, his face filled with shock. How could this be?
Clearly, that coiled dragon had its backbone broken by him, and it shouldn't be able to soar through the nine heavens. This shouldn't be happening.
This was clearly a dead end, how...
The old man looked at Zhou Lin in disbelief.
Zhou Lin merely sneered, remaining silent.
However, the students and professors beside them watched as Zhou Lin cleared the blue stones. The remaining few blue stones on the board looked exceptionally monotonous.
"Did he win?"
"It seems so. Judging by the number of stones, it should be."