“What's there to be proud about? You won only because you happened to choose the stronger pieces.”0

Xiangqi Demon grumbled as he stared at the devilishly handsome man with his empty eye sockets; the bright red blood on his cheeks reflecting his opponent’s silhouette. “I’m also losing because of the shitty rules you made. It’s perfectly normal in xiangqi to sacrifice Soldiers to gain an advantage, or to have a Horse trample multiple pieces in a row. But no, you just have to make a rule where if the pieces fight each other, then the surviving piece is the one that wins the battle. It’s completely unnecessary if you ask me.”0

“Heh. We’re using a world as the board, and living beings as the pieces of our game. What makes this game so interesting is that the world itself can change, and the living beings can adapt to their circumstances. The victor of a duel between jianghu elites is never set in stone, and the side with greater numbers may not always triumph over the smaller. After all, it is the same with our world. There were plenty of examples where the weak triumph over the strong, and the smaller numbers triumph over the greater numbers!”0

“Fickleness and unpredictability are the true nature of our world. If we’re going to use the world as our board and living beings as our pieces, then it is only right that we submit to the world’s principles as well. It is far more interesting...0