As they say, life was like a game of chess, and chess was like life. However, how could a Go board be used to represent a person’s life?

Yang Ye understood what the middle aged meant.

It meant the middle aged man had aroused the intent to kill him!

This intent to kill had appeared once he lost the game. He didn’t know why the middle aged man wanted to kill him, but he was very certain that it was related to the game.

Since the middle aged man wanted to use the game as the basis, Yang Ye had destroyed it.

The middle aged man stared at Yang Ye. He didn’t speak nor did he attack, and he just looked at Yang Ye.

Yang Ye said, “Allow me to be honest. Senior, you’ve strayed.”

“I’ve strayed?” The middle aged man suddenly chuckled, “I never expected that I, the Saint of Go, would actually be said to have strayed, and it was even by a junior. Interesting. Go on and tell me about it.”

The Saint of Go? Yang Ye glanced at the middle aged man and said, “Senior, as far as you’re concerned, life is like a game of Go, right?”

The middle aged man shook his head slightly, “Go is even more complicated than man!”

Yang Ye asked, “Is it more...