Fang Xu had been left itching with curiosity by Xuan Mo and eagerly climbed into the car. Xuan Mo, however, seemed distracted. As he drove, he said casually, "This temple is called the 'Impermanent Zen Temple.' It's said that when the temple was first built, a highly accomplished monk lived there. His chess skills were extraordinary, and no one could defeat him. After the monk passed away, the temple became a pilgrimage site for chess enthusiasts."
Fang Xu listened to Xuan Mo speak with great animation and couldn't help cutting in. "Are there any powerful chess players at the temple now?"
"Of course!" Xuan Mo turned the steering wheel and smiled. "I heard there's a monk at the temple called Master Huiming. His chess skills are superb, and they say he can stand shoulder to shoulder with the eminent monk from back then. However, the master has a strange temper. Apparently, aside from the temple's disciples, he rarely plays chess with outsiders."
Fang Xu immediately became interested. "You said he plays chess, but just how good is he? Have you ever seen him play?"
Xuan Mo gave him a mysterious smile. "I've never seen him play, but I heard he once played against a famous chess player. The game only reached the middle phase before he crushed that player completely. In the end, the player admitted defeat and never dared set foot in the temple again."
Fang Xu was dumbfounded and secretly impressed. As expected, Master Huiming was hiding his true abilities. It seemed he had run into a formidable opponent this time.
They chatted along the way and soon arrived at the Impermanent Zen Temple. The temple stood halfway up a mountain, surrounded by towering ancient trees and peaceful scenery. Xuan Mo led Fang Xu into the temple, and