"Mommy, we're not done yet. What should we do?"
An An and Ji Chi looked at the go table in front of them, which was almost full of black and white stones. Their voices were solemn as they said, "Daddy, how about you be the judge for us?"
It was clear that both boys had not much idea of winning. With the two having played for hours, even Ji Ziming was feeling a bit sleepy.
Sitting on the sofa, the man looked at his children and said in a cool voice, "You two want daddy to judge?"
"Yes, daddy. Tell us who the better player is between us."
The older boy had intended for his father to make a choice but did not expect the latter to be a better player than they were.
"You could actually place it here, but you gave this place to your brother. Likewise, Ji Chi could've won this area, but he gave up halfway. You two almost tied because of this. You two want to know whom I will choose?"
