The leader of the ten understood that Ling Tianyu's flattery only made him uncomfortable, as failing to defeat a junior after years of cultivation would be humiliating if word got out.
Despite being on the chessboard, it was still a matter of face, and failing to win would be a slap in the face.
Ling Tianyu carefully observed the chessboard, but what he saw was not a board, it was a battlefield where two armies clashed. It was still a stalemate, or more bluntly, they were besieged.
Ling Tianyu besieged the enemy forces, and the leader of the ten found it extremely difficult to break through.
Ling Tianyu placed his moves step by step, seemingly cautious, but actually at ease, because he had a strategy to break through, which couldn't be helped.
The one confident now was Ling Tianyu, not the ten men, and even the leader had lost the confidence to defeat him on the board.
