Chapter 345: Obsessed with Saving Face
"What a shameless move." Ye Fan was silently frustrated, casting a meaningful look at Zhang Jiefang. Truly, the man was a big player who’s thrived in the bureaucracy, his ingrained habit of whitewashing and refusing to admit defeat on full display.
If that’s the case, by all means, he must make Zhang Jiefang taste the bitterness of defeat.
It’s laughable to think Zhang Jiefang wants to act haughty in his presence—he’s certainly not qualified.
There’s no way Ye Fan will go easy on Zhang Jiefang. Somehow, he will make sure Zhang Jiefang pays for his actions.
"Alright, since the replay doesn’t count, shall we continue?" Ye Fan challenged provocatively. "As with chess, so with one’s character. Let’s put it to the test and see whose character is lacking."
In his mind, he had a plan. The first and second games were interrupted by the three kids, Yaya and the rest. For the third game, he’ll pay extra attention to guard the board, ensuring no one can sabotage it again. Zhang Jiefang must be made to lose face properly.
Zhang Jiefang deeply understood the saying ’once bitten, twice shy,’ and that there’s no such thing as ’third time’s a charm.’ Having sabotaged two losing games, he knew a third incident was impossible, so he decided not to compete with Ye Fan anymore.
Not daring to face the game because he couldn’t afford the disgrace, he naturally avoided the challenge.
"No more playing; chess is boring, and you’re no match for me. There’s no challenge lecturing you, so what’s the point in continuing?" Zhang Jiefang dismissed, his attitude haughty, not regarding Ye Fan as a worthy opponent at all.
"A joke, isn’t it? I’m not the opponent? Have you got a fever? Deep down, you know who’s not the opponent. Anyone with a hint of self-awareness would realize they’re not fit to challenge me," Ye Fan retorted bluntly.
"Boy, don’t be so cocky. Old man here has seen more salty grains than the roads you’ve walked. Humility is a virtue; arrogance is a vice." Zhang Jiefang lectured with airs of seniority.
"Don’t spout such nonsense. Just say it, do you dare to play another round?" Ye Fan sneered. "I think you’ve chickened out, scared of facing me again, right? If that’s the case, just admit it; don’t be a fool holding onto your pride."