Having lost one corner and unable to occupy the two corners held by Luo Ziling, Ling Mingrui had no choice but to concede in the middle of the game.
After conceding defeat, Ling Mingrui looked at Luo Ziling with complex eyes and reminded him once more, "Too rigid and you'll break. Having read ancient texts thoroughly, don't you understand this principle? Life is not like playing chess, losing doesn't always give you another chance."
"Men, they always grow through continuous setbacks and tribulations. I hope to grow up quickly. As long as I don't die, I think, one day I will defeat them."
Ling Mingrui looked at Luo Ziling and chuckled, "What you said is contradictory."
"Maybe I'm destined to live long, or perhaps I'm just lucky and will have the last laugh," Luo Ziling also laughed, not intending to continue this conversation with Ling Mingrui, "Grandfather, let me check your health. If you need treatment, I can do it for you today."
