Deng Jiaru and the old man from the Yun family had been engaged in this game of chess for two hours, ending in a draw, their talk revolving solely around the game, nothing to do with Yun Qing.
"You're letting me win again," the old man from the Yun family looked at the board, scrutinized it for a while, and furrowed his brows slightly. In reality, Deng Jiaru had another way to play her last move, which was to block his last path to survival.
But the old man knew that Deng Jiaru was always modest. He had to admit he was getting old. He remembered when Deng Jiaru first joined the Yun family, she knew nothing about Go or chess. Back then, the old mansion of the Yun family was still the same, they would sit under an ancient pavilion, and he would teach her every type of chess, and she would grasp it immediately.
At that time, Deng Jiaru was a fiery and swift girl.
