At Zhang Ye's parents' house.
Zhang Ye opened the door with his keys when he came back. "Dad, Mom, what's the matter?"
His mother pouted. "Your dad is upset."
"About Xiang Rong 9-dan's loss?" Zhang Ye asked.
"Yeah." His mother said.
He saw his dad looking annoyed as he had a sip of tea and said, "Just what in the world is that stupid machine? Why hasn't anyone been able to teach it a lesson yet?"
His mother said, "It was such a pity. He only lost by a little bit!"
His father said angrily, "If they played again, Xiang Rong 9-dan would definitely be able to win!"
Able to win?
That might not be the case.
