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When Wu You's nonchalant "I'll wait for you" echoed in the observation deck, this world-renowned showdown came to a conclusion that was far more legendary and perfect than anyone could have imagined.

There was no celebration for the winners.

There was no defeat or despair.

There were only two peerless geniuses who cherished each other.

A promise with a hero about the future.

This scene was clearly presented to hundreds of millions of viewers around the world through Su Qinghuan's live broadcast.

After a brief period of silence, the entire internet...

In an instant, a thunderous and overwhelming celebration erupted, more fervent and moving than ever before!

"Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit! I'm... I'm dead! What kind of insane plot is this?! This is more exciting than any action anime!"

"I cried, I really did. I'm a grown man, and looking at these two children, I don't know why, but the tears just wouldn't stop flowing. I felt like I wasn't seeing a competition, but rather the most beautiful kind of human inheritance and hope!"

"The statement, 'Your vision should encompass the entire universe, not just the outcome of this chessboard,' is absolutely brilliant! I feel my perspective has been elevated today! I declare that from this day forward, this will be my life motto!"

"Young Master, you're amazing! A true god! He not only won the game, but also won hearts and minds! This is the true kingly demeanor of our China!"

"That kid named Lee Chang-hyuk is pretty good too. Although he was arrogant before, he was able to adjust so quickly after losing and even made such a vow. He has a bright future ahead of him!"

"Hey upstairs, you're not alone! I've become a fan too! I feel like these two kids will definitely become a pair of unparalleled superstars like Messi and Ronaldo, rivals who are also close friends!"

At this moment, countless netizens were deeply impressed by the extraordinary vision and magnanimity displayed by these two children, aged only eight and ten, which transcended their age.

They felt they had watched more than just a great game today.

It was more like attending a public life lesson that would benefit them for the rest of their lives.

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Inside a top-tier private hospital in Seoul, South Korea.

Inside the VIP ward.

Jin Zhicheng slowly opened his eyes from his coma.

He stared at the dazzling crystal chandelier on the ceiling, his mind still a little hazy.

He only remembered that last night at the welcome banquet, he was so angered by a few words from that Chinese brat named Wu You that he vomited blood on the spot.

He knew nothing about what happened after that.

"Minister...Minister! You...you're awake!"

A familiar voice, full of surprise, rang in his ears.

He slowly turned his head.

He saw his young, haggard-looking assistant.

"Compete...in a match..."

Jin Zhicheng's throat was so dry it felt like it was on fire.

He uttered two words with difficulty in a hoarse, almost inaudible voice.

"The match... is over."

Looking at his weak appearance, the assistant's face showed a complex and reluctant expression.

"Is it... over?"

Jin Zhicheng's heart sank!

An extremely ominous premonition instantly enveloped his entire body!

"And... what was the result?"

His voice was trembling.

"We...we..."

The assistant's face showed an expression that was worse than crying.

"We lost."

boom!

When the words "lost" struck Jin Zhicheng's heart like two heavy hammer blows,

He suddenly felt everything go black!

He felt as if all the strength in his body had been drained away in that instant.

We lost...

They actually lost...

Their last hope, their last shred of dignity, were utterly crushed by that eight-year-old devil...

A desperate, ashen smile appeared on Jin Zhicheng's face.

he knows,

I'm done.

My life is over.

However, just when he was feeling utterly hopeless and despondent, his young assistant's next words were like the sharpest poisoned knife, piercing his already riddled heart!

It dealt him the final, fatal blow!

"And...Minister..."

The assistant's voice trembled with tears.

"Chang-hyuk... he not only lost the game."

"He...he seems to have been completely brainwashed by that Wu You!"

"He tells everyone he meets that Wu You is his teacher, and the only goal he wants to achieve in his life!"

"He also said... he also said he wanted to stay in China, become a disciple of Wu You, and learn the true 'Way' of Go!"

What?!

When these words struck Jin Zhicheng like thunderbolts from hell, his eyes, which had just regained a glimmer of life, widened instantly!

His mouth was wide open!

His face was filled with an unprecedented and extreme shock, an unbelievable absurdity and horror!

Losing the game is bad enough, but to have the guy himself stolen away by the opponent?!

This...this is fucking outrageous!

Jin Zhicheng felt his brain completely shut down at that moment!

He felt as if he wasn't listening to a report, but rather to the most absurd and ridiculous black humor joke in the world!

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but it felt like something was blocking his throat, and he couldn't utter a single word!

He felt a heart-wrenching pain in his chest!

He felt everything go black again!

then,

His head, which had just been slightly raised,

Then, with a "thud,"

She slumped heavily onto the pillow.

His wide-open eyes,

It gradually lost all its luster.

All that remains is endless emptiness and despair.

"Minister...Minister! Minister! What...what's wrong?!"

"Doctor! Doctor! Someone, come quick! Our minister has fainted again!"

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