For a moment, a pin-drop silence fell on the room; only the sound of the air conditioner humming quietly could be heard all over the place. No one knew why or how, but tension suddenly rose, and everyone held their breath unconsciously. It was as if the question was a matter of life and death, and they were just waiting eagerly for the verdict to fall.
Even though they all held quite a high status in society, all the old men here were just pure fans of chess, and they had already been enthralled by Sheva's personality since the boy stepped into the room. While they knew they couldn't snatch Wahyu's position as the main sponsor and steal the boy for themselves, those old men were still eager to hear Sheva's plan, thinking of what kind of maneuver they should pull to lend a hand.
