The old man left, and the brother and sister walked back home side by side.
"Sister, I really want to take that old man as my master," Xuxu suddenly said.
Guo Miao was a little surprised. She never knew that her brother liked things like chess.
"Why?" she asked.
"Sis, I hope to become someone as powerful as you," Xuxu said.
Guo Miao looked at her sensible little brother in front of her and felt a little sorry for him. Xuxu was in his prime, and he had grown tall and straight, like a small poplar.
"I don't want you to do something you don't like because of this. Do you understand?" Guo Miao said.
"Playing chess is very tough. Although you look very handsome when you win on the stage, it takes a long time to train. Even after a long time of hard work, you might not succeed," Guo Miao said.
