The Understated Dragon Lord
Chapter 529 No Chance of Winning

Chapter 529 No Chance of Winning

Daniel's comments instantly transformed Black's gentlemanly smile into a dark scowl.

"You play chess with a dog and lose nine out of ten games, and now you dare to play against me?"

"That's right! I may lose nine out of ten against it, but against you, brother, I’m sure I can win all tengames without losing a single one," Daniel boasted.

This provoked Black to anger immediately. "What do you mean by that? Are you saying I'm inferiorto a dog?"

"You might beat any other dog, but not Da Huang. I can't even beat him, let alone you."

Manly couldn’t stand it anymore and lashed out at Daniel, "Country boy, how dare you disrespectmy brother!"

"Manly, we should always speak the truth! How have I disrespected him? Every word I say comesstraight from the heart and is the absolute truth."

"The truth? You claim you can’t beat a dog at chess but can beat my brother? What you’re saying isnothing but nonsense!"

"Why not play a game and see whether it's nonsense?" Daniel chuckled.

Black joined in, his voice cold, "Country boy, do you know the rules of playing chess here?"

"Rules?" Daniel shook his head. "No, I don’t."

"You dare to come play chess without knowing the rules?"

"What rules govern chess here, brother?"

"The rules here are quite simple. For every piece of yours I capture, a dagger will be shot at you. Ifyou can dodge it, then dodge. If not, whether you get injured or die is up to your fate."

"A dagger attacks me each time you capture one of my pieces? What if I capture one of yours? Aredaggers shot at you too?" Daniel inquired.

"No! Capturing my piece is just that—a capture. If you manage to dodge all the hidden weaponsand still win the game, you will pass my challenge. I’ve been here for over thirty years, and in allthat time, no one has beaten me. Most who failed didn’t even survive beyond losing ten pieces."

"Brother, don’t you think this is a little shameful? You attack me with a dagger every time youcapture one of my pieces, but I get nothing when I capture yours?"

"If you can't handle the game, you’re free to concede. I’m not forcing you to play."

"Can’t handle it? There's no such phrase in my dictionary," Daniel smirked, then warned playfully,"Just so you know, if a dagger that was meant for me ends up hitting you instead, you can’t blameme, brother."

"Rest easy, country boy. The daggers I've designed have eyes of their own. They will hit only you,never me."

"Let’s begin then! You’re the host, I'm the guest – I'll follow your lead. So you play black, and I'll playwhite; black goes first."

"Fine! Let's start! I want to see if you, a country bumpkin, can even make it to the tenth move."