“Of course not.”
Chen Junnan smiled and took a step forward, saying, “The same move can only be used once against a Saint Seiya.”
“Saint Seiya…?” After hearing this, Yan Zhichun showed a completely broken expression. “Can you be serious?”
“Okay, then I’ll be direct. Let’s exchange ‘characters’ right here,” Chen Junnan said. “You don’t trust me, right? This young master has thought of a new method. We’ll both give our ‘characters’ to each other at the same time—left hand, right hand, trade together. After going back and using them, we’ll take the ‘characters’ back, and it’ll be as if nothing happened. We won’t hurt our harmony, and both sides can earn a few more points. What do you think?”
After hearing this, Yan Zhichun’s expression clearly changed, as if she was pondering the feasibility of this plan.
If it was truly pay with one hand and deliver with the other, naturally there wouldn’t be much need to worry about the other party using tricks.
But now the only question was… was the “character” in the other party’s hand as important as the one in her own hand?
Chen Junnan seemed to see through Yan Zhichun’s concerns and loosened his fist then tightened it again.
A crisp “clatter” sound clearly transmitted into the ears of all three people present. It was as if Chen Junnan was holding a bunch of keys in his hand.
“Sister Chun… what are you still hesitating about? Would a chain alone make this kind of sound?” Chen Junnan said. “Left-right structure—fucking honest dealing, young and old alike.”
“I need to hear it again,” Yan Zhichun said.
“Okay, okay, okay. Still don’t believe it, huh?”
Chen Junnan turned around, bent his hand into a bowl shape with the “character” in his palm and his knuckles facing Yan Zhichun. Then he tapped his palm against the metal-made door handle.
Two crisp “clang clang” sounds rang out. The thing in Chen Junnan’s palm collided with the door handle to produce a sound that indeed didn’t seem like the sound made by a chain.
“Can you confirm it’s a ‘character’ now?” Chen Junnan said. “Listen again!”
Now Yan Zhichun could already determine that what was in Chen Junnan’s hand was indeed a “character,” and indeed was a “left-right structure.”
“You don’t even know what ‘character’ I have in my hand yet you claim you want to trade with me…” Yan Zhichun asked. “What if I have an ‘integrated structure’ ‘character’—what would you do?”
“Good question!” Chen Junnan said. “This young master is really putting these words out there today! No matter what ‘character’ you have in your hand, as long as it’s a ‘character’ that can be used in this game, this young master absolutely won’t cause you trouble.”
After saying this, he slowly pushed his right hand forward. “Currently, neither of our teams has obtained a ‘character’ from the other side, right? If you exchange with me, we’ll both score points for our own teams. When we go back, we can also tell everyone about our heroic bearing. Isn’t that good?”
What Yan Zhichun was naturally considering in her mind wasn’t any “heroic bearing,” but rather a more realistic problem.
Because what she held in her hand was “cannon.”
In this game, each side only had three left-right structure “characters.”
Red side had “phase,” “general,” and “cannon.”
Black side had “advisor,” “commander,” and “cannon.”
The rules of “Cangjie Chess” destined these left-right structure “characters” to be used as two “characters.” The “commanders” would only have people with excellent abilities carry these “characters” on them, so it wasn’t strange that the “character” on Chen Junnan was a left-right structure.
But there was a problem here. If the other party was “general,” then this transaction would be somewhat of a loss.
After all, whether it was “丨” or “å·¾,” too few characters could be formed. Even if a few could barely be pieced together, they might be rare characters. Its value couldn’t compare at all with the “cannon” in her own hand.
If the other party was “cannon,” then both sides would be equivalent to “exchanging radicals”—merely trading the “fire” radical for the “stone” radical. Both of these radicals were very useful. Overall, neither profit nor loss—it could also be considered a reasonable transaction.
The most profitable situation should be exchanging for “phase.” After all, both “木” and “ç›®” could serve as radicals. Although she couldn’t think of what “characters” they could form at the moment, it would definitely be more worthwhile than the two possibilities above.
Yan Zhichun didn’t know if Chen Junnan was a blind cat stumbling upon a dead mouse, or if he really had such cunning.
Although it looked like a one-for-one exchange with neither profit nor loss, the three “characters” she could exchange for corresponded to “profit,” “even,” and “loss” respectively.
The probability of “profit” was one-third, while the probability of “not profiting” was two-thirds. This round theoretically shouldn’t be gambled on.
After all, she couldn’t guess what “character” Chen Junnan was carrying on him.
And Chen Junnan was also racking his brains at this moment. He knew that what he held in his hand was “general”—among all “left-right structures,” it was the one with the smallest use. If he could really exchange for the other party’s “left-right structure,” exchanging for any of them wouldn’t be a loss.
But he was somewhat worried that Yan Zhichun wasn’t a “left-right structure,” but rather “chariot” or “horse.”
After all, there were a total of four chess pieces that could “cross the river.” Besides “chariot,” “horse,” and “soldier,” among the “left-right structures” there was only “cannon.”
This was a gamble where both sides had extremely small winning odds. It just depended on whether the other party dared to agree.
“So what do you say, Sister Chun?” Chen Junnan asked, holding up the “character” in his hand. “Exchange or leave?”
After hearing this, Yan Zhichun seemed to have made some kind of determination. She slowly reached her hand behind her head and lifted up her long hair. With a “click” sound, a small hairclip was undone. She also made her hand into a fist shape and took down something.
It was the “character” hidden in her hair.
“Whoa…” Chen Junnan gave a light exclamation. “This young master really didn’t expect this—you used a hairclip to fasten the ‘character’ to your hair?”
“Chen Junnan, come exchange,” Yan Zhichun said.
After hearing this, Chen Junnan didn’t immediately act. He just stared at Yan Zhichun’s fist and said, “I need to first confirm that you really have a ‘character’ in your hand. Otherwise, if everyone gets unhappy later, it won’t be good for anyone.”
“Don’t worry,” Yan Zhichun turned around and, imitating Chen Junnan’s style, placed the “character” in her palm, then tapped her palm against the door handle.
“Clang clang.”
Two crisp sounds—it was indeed a “character” in her hand.
“Proper,” Chen Junnan said. “Come on, Sister Tiantian will bear witness for us.”
Tiantian paused for a moment, then nodded with a serious expression and walked to the middle of the two people.
Both of them had their left hands in fists and their right hands open as palms, walking forward step by step.
When the distance was close enough, the two placed their fists above each other’s open palms. The atmosphere became tense for a moment.
“Sister Chun… we’ve agreed…” Chen Junnan said. “Once the bet is placed, no one can have objections.”
“Okay…” Yan Zhichun said. “After the transaction, we’ll immediately leave this room. After going out, we’ll look at the ‘characters’ in our hands. No one can go back on their word.”
“Don’t worry…” Chen Junnan said with a smile. “As long as what you give me is a ‘character,’ I absolutely won’t cause you trouble. But if you give me a chain…”
“You can rest assured too,” Yan Zhichun said. “My chain was stolen by you. Where would I have so many chains?”
