Chapter 120 Winner And Loser

It was almost evening by the time Finnegan finished preparing the Regenerating Ointment, worked together with Xena to apply the ointment on Waylynn’s entire b*dy, and bandaged her up.

“Old Mdm. Brown, I’ll be taking my leave now. I’ll come again in a few days.”

“Take care, Mr. Larkin!”

After stepping out of the sterile ward, Stephen, who had been waiting outside for a long time, approached. “Finnegan, can we go now?”

A complicated look spread across his face as he spoke. I can’t believe Finnegan actually kept that old man waiting for so long. More incredulously, that old man isn’t mad at all!

Finnegan nodded. “Lead the way.”

Soon, Finnegan followed Stephen to the courtyard, where he had met with Nathan the other day.

However, this time, Stephen didn’t enter with Finnegan. “My grandpa and his guest are inside.”

Finnegan hummed in response before proceeding inside.

Under the same ancient tree, Nathan was playing chess with a seemingly ordinary yet commanding old

man.

That old man was none other than Jeremy.

After a few days of recuperation, he had fully recovered.

Taking care to keep his steps light, Finnegan walked up to them and quietly observed the game.

After about ten minutes, Nathan sighed. “I’ve lost again, Old Mr. Samson!”

In the past, Nathan used to be Jeremy’s subordinate.

Jeremy turned to gaze at Finnegan. “What do you think?”

Finnegan examined the chessboard. Nathan’s remaining chess pieces included two pawns, a rook, and a bishop, while Jeremy had two rooks, one bishop, one knight, and three pawns.

the end phase, and

Finnegan unexpectedly uttered, “There’s still a chance for a comeback.”

was piqued. “Are you sure?”

“Yes!”

his feet and stepped aside. “In that case, why don’t you finish

“Have a seat.”

free time on his hands, Finnegan took Nathan’s place. “Old Mr. Samson, I’ll

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then.”

waging war on the battlefield, so give it your

his rook aggressively to check

narrowed his eyes, retreating his

Finnegan shifted his remaining bishop

Jeremy revealed a meaningful smile, then moved his knight

Jeremy’s cornered rook with his insignificant pawn, turning the tables with

maneuver.

game more seriously, exchanging blows with Finnegan while taking a more defensive stance.

rook to capture Jeremy’s knight, then used his bishop to displace Jeremy’s bishop and pawn, hoping to secure a pyrrhic

two pawns left on each side, Finnegan

realizing he was out of moves as

routes.

game would be very different if I

only one more move to

“Old Mr. Samson, you were too defensive earlier. On the other hand, Finnegan realized he was at a disadvantage,

chessboard was like a battlefield.

choose to play it safe, and that was the reason Jeremy had

Finnegan couldn’t

“This shows I’ve aged. I only think about safety, trying to gain the most with the least loss

never be a mainstay for victory. Only Old Mr. Samson’s level-headed approach of securing a win is

gaze across the chessboard, noting how only a few pieces were left in play, and

he abruptly changed the topic of conversation. “So, do you want

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