A misty, ethereal grove of purple bamboo.
In the central position stands a chessboard crafted from natural tree stumps, where two individuals are engaged in a game.
One is approximately thirty or forty years old, dressed in a moon-white scholar's robe, with a square headscarf, exuding a scholarly aura.
The other appears sixty or seventy, wearing a golden-yellow robe, with a string of ebony prayer beads around his neck. His face is compassionate, with no hair—a monk in appearance.
Behind them, there is a row of disciples in various attire, respectfully waiting.
All their eyes are fixed on their hands moving the pieces, seemingly trying to discern some sort of method.
Each time one of them places a piece, the surrounding dust either trembles rapidly or floats toward the edges, and nearby flowers and grass sway constantly, clearly affected by the Qi emitted from them inadvertently.
