The surrounding voices gradually faded, and everyone focused on drinking quietly. An outsider had unexpectedly stolen all the spotlight in this gathering, making many people resentful and deepening their hatred for Liu Wuxie.0

"Lady Murong, what's next?" Most people wanted to wrap up this gathering and leave as it was late in the night. Their eyes fell on Murong Yi, and they could only put their hopes on the remaining two contests, with poetry and painting already won by Liu Wuxie.0

"I have an incomplete setup here, and whoever can solve it within an hour will be the winner," Murong Yi announced with a wave of her hand. Instantly, maids appeared carrying chessboards, each arranged identically, and placed them in front of the gathered prodigies. 0

Liu Wuxie, like the others, had a board placed before him. He glanced at it briefly, and in response, the Heavenly Dao Book within him unfurled, its small figures immediately deducing the solution.0

The scenario was clear: the red pieces were on defense, while the black pieces held the upper hand, pressing in with an inevitable victory. At first glance, the red side seemed doomed, with no obvious way to turn the tide. 0

The task before the participants was to solve the puzzle and secure a win for the red pieces. Even...0