Xu Wentian didn't care about how foul Elder Master Jin's temper was.
He just carried on pouring water over him.
Elder Master Jin hurriedly pushed his hand away, grumbling as he spoke, "What are you doing, what are you doing, you old immortal."
The elder dodged with agility that didn't befit his age, jumping aside nimbly.
Seeing that he had stopped sitting on the chessboard, Xu Wentian gave him a break and put the water jug aside.
"Sit," Xu Wentian said coldly.
His attitude wasn't very good, but who asked Elder Master Jin to sit on his beloved chessboard the moment he arrived?
Fortunately, the elder didn't mind. After all, their relationship was good, and they hadn't skimped on teasing each other.
Looking at each other angrily wasn't new to them either.
"Spit it out, why did you ask me to come here this time?" the elder asked.
Xu Wentian glanced at him, "You think I wanted to see you? It's all for Qingqing and your grandson's trivial matters."
