Jinling, Prince Consort Residence.
"Old Zheng, why did your playing style in chess suddenly change to such a frivolous one? In the past, I remember your style was more of a slow and steady one."
Qi Mu`en surveyed Zheng Qingfang. But what surprised him even more was this sudden visit.
Although the two of them were acquainted with each other, because one was an old subject that had served for three generations and the other was a prince consort, in order to avoid gossip from being spread around, the two of them had never paid a visit to each other's homes.
However, what sort of wind was gusting today?
Zheng Qingfang chortled but didn't say anything.
After several moves later, Zheng Qingfang's defeat was clear. He had no way to overturn the situation.
"Old Man Zheng, I'm sorry then!"
Qi Mu`en laughed complacently.
"Haha!"
