Xue An laughed, "If that's the case, I'm even more looking forward to the upcoming match!"
A trace of anger flashed across Zhuge Xuanqing's face, but it disappeared in an instant, and then she turned around and walked away.
But as she walked out of the crowd, she paused slightly, and without turning her head, she said, "Indeed, there is a Chess Saint, but... it will definitely not be you!"
"How would you know it won't be me if you don't give it a try?" Xue An said with a smile.
Zhuge Xuanqing did not stop this time but left straightaway.
She was gone.
Di Yuanlong gave Gong Changyue and Xue An a disdainful glance, snorted coldly, and also turned to leave.
The onlooking crowd whispered amongst themselves, looking at Xue An and the others with odd glances, and after a few mocking laughs, they also dispersed.
Xue An smiled, turned his head, and looked at Gong Changyue.
Only to see this brother looking lost and dejected at the departing Zhuge Xuanqing,
