"It doesn't count." Lucas Walker pushed open the door and came in, glancing at his watch, "There are still ten minutes left..."
His gaze swept over the unfinished chess game on the table. He smiled and said, "Why don't you two continue and finish the game?"
Rules are rules. If it's one hour, then it's one hour, even if he joined them, they definitely could not end early.
"Okay!"
The two little ones answered simultaneously, sitting at the table to continue the game.
Lucas Walker then walked over, sat down on the sofa, and watched them play against each other.
The chess styles of the two children were completely different. Gepard Walker's style was similar to his, very decisive and ruthless, quite befitting of a great general.
Perry Walker, however, was different. He was more like his mother, cunning and unpredictable, never playing by the rules, yet with a resolute temperament at his core.
Until the end, you never knew who the winner was.
Most times, they would end in a draw.
