At Lu Xion and Zeng Shihong's house
Sitting inside a beautifully designed room made of bamboo Zeng Shihong was playing chess.
The evening breeze from the garden brought in the calming fragrance of flowers with a subtle hint of spearmint grown especially for the kitchen. It was Zeng Shihong's favorite room build specifically to hold his largest collection of succulents, cactus and exotic plants brought in from all over the world.
"Hahaha… And here you lost another game… CHECK… MATE!"
Zeng Shihong grumbled when he lost the third game in a row and gave an unpleasant glare to the person sitting across him.
"Don't look at me like this. Go scold your granddaughter who didn't came to meet you even once" The seventy or eighty-year-old man said in a teasing tone, arranging the chess pieces for another round.
The old man had a head full of silver hair, neatly combed and a gold-rimmed glasses rested on his nose.
