The two men sparred with words, the battle turning surprisingly fierce.
In the end, Pan Hao gained a slight advantage, winning by a move.
"I won this round, let's battle again in the afternoon; I'm going home for a nap."
Conquering this strong opponent, Pan Hao was so delighted that he grabbed his cane and briskly walked away, showing no signs of being a man in his seventies.
Only the hundred-year-old man, known as Number One, was left puzzling over the game.
He even resorted to using computer AI to analyze his moves and eventually realized his mistakes were fatal, sighing, "Chess is really a young man's game."
Outside the window, Pan Hao's voice called out, "I'm taking that 'dream-inducing incense' with me, I'll get back to you this afternoon!"
"No need to force it," responded Number One.
"I've got plenty of experience, don't rush," Pan Hao replied from outside.
"Dream-inducing incense," a special type of incense.
As the name suggests, its use is for "dream-sharing"!
