Zhuo Zhengxiu slightly furrowed his brows, sometimes finding a worthy opponent could be quite difficult.
"Another round..."
Feng Jinghan glanced at Su Ningyan, deciding to salvage his image.
Su Ningyan watched two games, both of which Feng Jinghan narrowly won.
Zhuo Zhengxiu was unwilling to concede. Feng Jinghan put down his chess piece, "Brother Zhengxiu, no rush, let's call it a day. I'll give you another chance for a rematch next time."
Zhuo Zhengxiu glanced at the time and had no option but to stop. "How about you sleep over at my place tonight? We can continue tomorrow."
Feng Jinghan wasn't picky about food, but when it came to lodging, he preferred his own home.
"Brother Zhengxiu, no need to be formal. Thank you for your hospitality tonight. When you visit Jiang City, I'll definitely return the favor."
Zhuo Zhengxiu listened to his words and felt slightly unsatisfied about losing the game.
