From a rental room on the grimy streets to the city's skyline, Lu Chen relies on one thing: calculating three moves ahead of everyone else. Crushed into the dirt at fourteen, he began making moves on the chessboard at twenty. He thought he was climbing his way to the top, never realizing that those who watch coldly for too long can end up becoming pieces in a game themselves.
This is a story about schemes, and a blade hidden up a sleeve.
