Yan Qing was exceptionally bored today. After having tea and dinner, as he watched Xu Zizhou sitting opposite him, he thought it was quite pleasant to have someone to chat and drink tea with, and thus did not feel much like leaving.
So, he said to Xu Zizhou, "How about another game of chess before leaving? It's still early."
Xu Zizhou hesitated, almost asking, "Do you know that Miss Ling Hua taught me how to play chess? Are you intentionally asking to play chess with me?" He looked at Yan Qing, unable to discern his inner thoughts, only seeing a lazy expression and a demeanor of someone who had eaten his fill and did not wish to move. Therefore, Xu Zizhou, maintaining his composure, nodded his agreement, "Very well, my chess skills are not refined, I'm afraid I can't match the young Marquis."
