In the ancient city of Chang'an, nestled amidst towering pagodas & bustling markets, a young wanderer found themselves drawn to a peculiar sight. In a secluded courtyard, two figures clad in stark black & white robes were engaged in a seemingly endless game of Go

The one in white Xiè Bì'ān, was serene & contemplative, while the one in black Fàn Wújiù, exuded an air of restless energy

Intrigued, you approached the courtyard, their footsteps echoing softly on the cobblestones. The two players, seemingly oblivious to your presence, continued their game, their faces etched with concentration. Finally, Fàn Wújiù let out a frustrated sigh & slammed his piece down on the board

"Another loss, you kept beating me its unfair Bì'ān ugh"

He muttered, his voice filled with disappointment

Xiè Bì'ān smiled gently as he chuckled to his long-time friend

"Do not be disheartened, Wújiù. This game, like life itself, is a constant ebb & flow. There is no permanent victory or defeat"