When Su Zhinian heard her answer, his fingers obviously shook. Even his face twitched with emotion. However, that was quickly suppressed by his will power, and it returned to his normal expressionless features.
Only he knew the scale of turmoil that had been raised internally.
He was awfully familiar with this game because it was the only game he had ever played in his life.
This particular game had been world famous before; it was the precursor for many similar type games. Years later, it had lost some of its popularity, but it still enjoyed quite a large player base.
However, he was surprised to find Song Qingchun was still playing it after so many years.
This game was the game he had taught her to play during that year he stayed at her house.
