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... stared intently at her phone screen. The screen displayed a Chinese chess endgame.

Her side only had one horse and two soldiers left, while the other side only had one horse and two soldiers left.

Unless one side deliberately blundered, neither could win over the other in this situation.

“Let’s draw for peace?” The opponent sent a message in the chat box.

What was infuriating was that the opponent’s ID was named “Handshake for Peace,” as if intentionally trying to pro ...

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