Shen Qiao was walking down the street, contemplating the day's events, when he passed by a public cottage. His gaze wandered to the small window, where he saw a cultivator sitting alone, focused on a game of Go.

Shen Qiao had always been fascinated by Go, its elegance, and its strategic depth. He couldn't help but approach the cottage, his curiosity getting the better of him. As he approached, he couldn't help but notice the cultivator's poor moves. Shen Qiao noted the cultivator's moves on the Go board and winced. It was clear that they had no idea what they were doing. Without hesitation, Shen Qiao approached them and offered his help.

"Would you like a second pair of eyes?" he asked, his tone polite and kind.