Noble Husband At the Door

Chapter 230

It was still the same room. This time, Wang Mao did not take it lightly. This was a competition of face.

He had to defeat Samuel in order to rebuild his position i n the chessboard world in Cloud City.

Although not many people knew that he would lose the game, it was a great psychological blow to

Wang Mao because Samuel was too young. He was so young that Wang Mao thought it was

impossible for him to have such strength.

"Now that my master is serious, you should be careful. Don't blame me for not reminding you," Xie Fei,

who was standing behind Wang Mao, said to Samuel with a smile.

Samuel nodded and put on a serious look. Obviously, h e was already involved in the chess game.

Thirty-eight lines crisscrossed with each other, and the 361 chess pieces were placed. From the

moment they held the chess, this was not a simple chessboard, but a battlefield.

Xie Fei did not look at the two of them playing, because he felt that the result was clear. The process

was not important at all.

However, both Tian Changsheng and Xu Huan were very serious.

Tian Changsheng learned from Samuel that he was

100% sure that he could beat Wang Mao, so he wanted t o see if Samuel was really so powerful, or he

was just bragging.

Although Xu Huan did not think Samuel could win, she was very curious about what kind of strength

Samuel could show and whether he could become her prince charming.

As the game went deeper, Wang Mao's expression became more and more serious. He could be sure

that he was serious enough and showed a 100% attitude. However, the game was still unfavorable to

him. When he was in the middle of the game, Wang Mao felt that h e had no way to change it.

Only a few top masters could put so much pressure on him on the chessboard, but the young man in

front of him was only in his twenties.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead. In recent years, he had rarely felt this kind of pressure when

playing chess. Even if he could win, he would have a new level of respect for Samuel.

Xie Eel's face was originally full of contempt, but when he saw Wang Mao's face becoming more and

uglier, he felt particularly upset. "Did this person really can win his master?"

Looking carefully at the situation on the chessboard, h e found that his master was indeed at a

disadvantage. He could think that his master had taken it lightly in the morning, but he was very serious

in this game.

If he lost even like this, wouldn't his master's reputation be ruined in his hands?

No, he would never allow such a thing to happen.

Xie Fei gritted his teeth and walked over to Wang Mao. He pretended to be concerned and said,

"Master, i f you are tired, you can rest for a while."

Wang Mao shook his head. He could lose the game, but he could not lose in character.

Xie Fei looked at Samuel coldly and pushed the chessboard with one hand. The chess pieces

scattered all over the ground. He said, "My master is tired. He'll play with you another day."

"Xie Fei, what are you doing?" Tian Changsheng said angrily.

Wang Mao also stood up and looked at Xie Fei angrily. He shouted, "What are you doing? It doesn't

matter if I lose the game. Do you want me to lose my moral standing?"

Usually, Wang Mao liked Xie Fei very much because Xie Fei had the highest attainment in Go among

all his disciples. Although his character was somewhat defective, in Wang Mao's opinion, it was not

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As the saying goes, a piece of jade can't be forged without a piece of jade. Xie Fei was a good piece of

cloth, but Wang Mao never thought that he would do such a thing.

"Wang Mao, did your elders teach you this kind of etiquette? If they don't let you know what respect is, I

don't mind teaching you a lesson." Tian Changsheng was very dissatisfied. This was a wonderful game

of chess. Although he was just an onlooker, he was very satisfied with watching it. The ending was

ruined before he could see it. He was in a bad mood as if he had eaten half a bug out of delicious food.

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Xie Fei's face changed greatly. If Tian Changsheng hated the Xie Family because of this matter, the

mistake he made would not only destroy one game of chess, but also the whole Xie Family.

"Grandpa Tian, I'm sorry. I just saw that my master was tired, so I was impulsive. Please forgive me,"

Xie Fei said in a panic.

Tian Changsheng didn't even look at Xie Fei, but took out his phone. At his age, he finally found

something interesting, but Xie Fei was so ungrateful and just apologized. How could he be in a good

mood?

"Ask the members of the Xie family to go upstairs," Tian Changsheng said on the phone.

Xie Fei was so frightened that his legs turned to jelly. He knelt down in front of Tian Changsheng and

said,' Grandpa Tian, I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Please forgive my impulsiveness. I deserve to die. I deserve to

die."

Xu Huan had been very respectful to Xie Fei, but at this time, she couldn't help looking at him with

contempt. "That's so disgusting. Do you really think that you can make your master proud by using

such a shameless method to destroy the game? What an idiot."

"Master, please, please saves me." Seeing that Tian Changsheng paid no attention to him, Xie Fei

knelt down again to Wang Mao. After all, he was Wang Mao's first disciple, so Wang Mao would not

turn a blind eye to save him. 1

However, Wang Mao now felt that he had lost all his face because of Xie Fei. It was really hard for him

to accept losing the game, but he could not accept that h e would escape from losing the game in this

way.

"Xie Fei, I thought your temperament was worth carving up. I didn't expect you to be so muddle-

headed," Wang Mao said, gritting his teeth.

"Judging from his tone, Wang Mao is not going to save him, is he?"