"Uncle Fang, how many stones does this old man still want to give me?" Xuan Mo asked as he walked, a hint of disdain in his voice.
Fang Xu froze for a moment, then smiled bitterly. "You really aren't modest at all, kid! Old Zhao is one of the Four Great National Masters. Do you really think you can beat him?"
Xuan Mo shook his head and said seriously, "I started learning from my teacher when I was five, and now I'm already six. My teacher said that the way of go has no limit. There's no distinction between high and low, only strength and weakness! I may be young, but I have my own Opening Strategy. I don't want any handicap stones. I want to compete with Old Zhao fairly!"
Hearing Xuan Mo's words, Zhao Bingfeng burst out laughing. "Good kid, you've got spirit! I like it! But I won't hold back!"
The two arrived at the go club. Zhao Bingfeng motioned for Xuan Mo to sit down, then began setting up the board.
After Xuan Mo sat down, he began pondering his Opening Strategy. As he thought, he lightly tapped the go board, as though he were conversing with it.
"Kid, what are you doing?" Zhao Bingfeng asked in confusion as he watched Xuan Mo's movements.
Xuan Mo did not answer and remained focused on his thoughts.
"Old Zhao, this kid isn't simple! He's good at unusual moves, completely different from anything we've seen before!" Fang Xu observed Xuan Mo's Opening Strategy from the side, his brows tightly knitted and his voice tinged with surprise.
"Hmph. He's so young, yet he wants to win with unusual moves. He really doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth!" Zhao Bingfeng snorted, though a trace of curiosity showed in his