Wine bottles scattered all over the floor.
A fluffy Cat Bun fast asleep.
And a petite girl wrapped in a magnificent Fox Dragon tail.
This was the aftermath left behind at the Moment of Glory celebration banquet.
Even Miss Duweini, who usually didn't drink, had been handed two bottles. She had once said shyly, "I'm the lead vocalist, it's best if I stay away from tobacco and alcohol..." Then that Clockwork Cat had a total meltdown across its entire feline face: "You're f***ing a Banshee! Meow-ow!"
"Xiaomei, please help run—"
In the Go game up to move Black 64, Black held a commanding lead in actual territory and possessed a rock-solid position overall. The black stones in the upper left restricted White's central influence, making the prospects look exceptionally bright. Meanwhile, White only had a thin thread of influence in the center. Viewed through the lens of twenty-first-century Go theory, White had come away empty-handed, and their outer influence was left with nowhere to be applied. Fan Zhao completely relaxed his mind, figuring victory was already secured.
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