Bai Chuan was stunned for a moment by Xuan Mo's question and thought, Could this kid really not know? Surely he isn't pretending?
Seeing that Bai Chuan still had not answered, Xuan Mo pressed him again. "Teacher, tell me already. What does guessing who goes first mean? You're not deliberately refusing to tell me, are you?"
With Xuan Mo pressing him, Bai Chuan had no choice but to explain. "It means that before the match begins, both sides have to decide who will make the first move."
"Oh, so that's what it means." Xuan Mo nodded, a look of sudden understanding appearing on his face. Then he pointed at the middle-aged man and asked, "Teacher, then how are we going to decide who goes first? Who will make the first move?"
Bai Chuan pointed at the middle-aged man. "That depends on what this gentleman wants. We'll do whatever he says."
The middle-aged man smiled. "Haha, little brother, you're quite interesting. Ordinarily, we'd use the stones to decide who goes first, but you might not understand that. How about this? We'll play rock-paper-scissors. Whoever wins goes first. How does that sound?"
"Sure, I'll play!" Xuan Mo said as he extended his fist.
"Rock, paper, scissors!"
Xuan Mo threw scissors, while the middle-aged man threw paper. Xuan Mo lost.
"Haha, looks like luck is on my side today!" the middle-aged man said with a laugh. "Little brother, don't worry. I won't go easy on you!"
Xuan Mo looked at the middle-aged man with a confident smile. "Don't worry. I won't disappoint you. You're bound to lose."
Xuan Mo played at lightning speed, every move sharp and fierce. Before long, he had forced the middle-aged man into a desperate position. A look of astonishment appeared on the man's face. He had never imagined