C251 I'm Exhausted

Fifteen minutes had passed, and the old man's pace at the chessboard had significantly slowed. Gao Mu could distinctly see beads of sweat forming on the old man's forehead, and his own expression turned solemn.

Despite the ongoing distraction from the stereo, Gao Mu had become accustomed to its noise. The match was now at a critical juncture; a single misstep could lead to defeat. Consequently