Chapter 827 Insult

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    Monica’s expression shifted in a sh–shock, unwillingness, anger, embarrassment–all piling

    onto her face at once.

    “How is that possible? With just a single queen, you flipped the entire board and drove me into a corner.” Her exmation drew every eye in the room.

    All at once, everyone looked at me, then at the board in front of me, and surprise spread across their faces.

    Moncia’s confidence copsed. She slumped into her chair, eyes down, muttering, “Impossible …

    “How could I lose to a lowly Omega … b?/bb” /b

    Arms folded, I took in her state and couldn’t help but let out a coldugh.

    She probably won’t ept she’s my defeated opponent until the day I reveal I’m truly an Alpha.

    And that’s with her using advanced chess strategy.

    I smiled lightly at her. “Are you going to resign now, or … finish the game and then resign?”

    I was trying to leave her a shred of dignity.

    The truth is, no matter where she moved next, it would only remind the audience that no matter how she struggled, the loss would be equally brutal.

    I pressed my lips into a smile and threw her own line back at her. “Ms. Rowan, no answer? This is my first time seeing someone with no sportsmanship who doesn’t respect an opponent.”

    I kept that patient smile, eyes on her, waiting for a reaction.

    Monica hung her head, silent for a long time.

    She clenched her fistsb, /bthen let them go, exhaled, lifted her hand, and slowly toppled her king. She looked at me and conceded, “I lost.”

    At the same time, Truman finished his match and came over.

    Seeing I’d won, he didn’t look surprised–just let out a long breath, his deep gaze locked on me.

    Feeling that heat, I turned my head away.

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    So annoying. I’ve told him a hundred times I have a destined mate and to stop hovering, yet he keeps staring at me like that.

    Suddenly, he crouched beside me, facing me. “How did you spot the weakness in Monica’s lines?b” /b

    The onlookers clearly wanted to know too; they leaned in with expectant eyes, waiting for my

    answer.

    I shrugged. “None of you noticed?”

    They all sighed and shook their heads. “Cracking a high–level strategy like that could make your name. If we’d seen it, why would we hide it?”

    “Uh … fair enough.”

    I rubbed my forehead, then looked innocently at the board. “Honestly, if you ignore all the rigid patterns and look from above at the whole, it’s … pretty obvious.”

    Following my cue, the chess fanatics craned their necks, trying to view the board from overhead. The shorter ones, ignoring the awkwardness, rose up on tiptoe.

    Gradually, the sharp ones caught the trick.

    “These pieces … The more I look, the more it resembles a word … ”

    “Stupid?” someone blurted.

    “Bingo!” I pointed, excited. “Exactly that word!

    “I used the letters of that spelling to form the kill pattern and wiped her pieces off the map.”

    “Whoa-b!!/bb” /b

    “So that’s it!”

    Realization rippled through the crowd.

    Then it hit them again, and they started protesting, fired up, “Your technique is so precise you’d win anyway–using that word is basically an insult!”

    “You’re calling us stupid!”

    I smiled, unbothered, and let it stand.

    The mention of being mocked by a “low–rank Omega” caused embarrassment and anger to sh across their faces.

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    But the rules ofpetition and the stern high–ranking enforcer staff kept them from mouthing off.

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    Especially Monica across from me—veins jumped on her forehead as she red daggers.

    The strategy that she believed could make me lose got dismantled in a few easy moves; of course, she felt sick about it.

    Not that she knows the famed old master who taught her that strategy–Baxter–was once my defeated opponent too.

    I pulled my thoughts back and told her evenly, “This proves sometimes an honest, focused y matters more than wielding someone else’s method.”

    “Ms. Rowan, are you ready to sincerely honor what we agreed on?”