After the meal, chess replaced the food on the table. The old leader said with an itch in his heart, "It has been a long time since we played this together, right? Since you are here, do you want to play with me? Old Tang, you won't find an excuse to reject my small request, right?"
Since things had already come to this point, how could Tang Mingkun refuse? He sighed helplessly and teased, "Are you starting again? I'm not good at this kind of thing. Please show mercy later. Don't let me lose too badly. After all, my godson is still here."
"Hahahaha, we've been friends for so many years. Do you think I'll embarrass you? Come, come, let's start! You hold the white chess piece, I'll let you go first."
