After I Retired from Professional 9Th ​​Dan, My Sister, a Talented Go Player, Panicked

I retired from Go when I was at my peak and returned to the street office to sweep the streets. I was calm and composed, but my mother and sister were panicked! My sister stopped me and said, "Sister, you may not be worthy of the title of Go 9th Dan, but as my sister, I hope you can stand by my side without hesitation when I play against the robot dog." I sneered, turned around, picked up the broom and continued to sweep the fallen leaves. In my previous life, I taught my younger sister how to play chess who had just finished the college entrance examination. But every time I played Go in the future, she could tell me where I wanted to play first, and the steps were exactly the same as what I imagined in my mind. I was very high-spirited and proved it to myself by winning 22 games in a row. But despite this, my sister, who was hosting a live broadcast of Go commentary online, still explained every move I made effortlessly. My younger sister, who has only been playing Go for three months, was touted by netizens as a new era chess god, while I, a talented girl who started learning Go at the age of five, was put on the back burner. In every subsequent game I played, there were anti-fans yelling in my ears, scolding me for not being worthy of the title of the last chess master. Finally, I couldn't bear the disturbance and fell from the rooftop. When I opened my eyes again, I went back to the first day I played chess with my younger sister who had just finished her college entrance examination.