"Snap!"
Wang Shouzhe placed a piece with a resonant thud, his expression indifferent as he said, "An Nan, you've lost again. It seems you're still too young, too restless to settle down and hone your chess skills."
Wang Anan wiped the sweat from his forehead, cupped his hands in salute, and said, "An Nan thanks Fourth Grandfather for the critique and guidance. An Nan will certainly settle down and practice well."
Though he spoke courteously, he was internally grumbling, Wasn't it just because Fourth Grandfather had been losing too much recently and was taking it out on him as the younger generation?
Recently, it had spread throughout Duke Dingguo's Mansion that Wang Shouzhe was just a lousy chess player, unable even to beat his father Wang Shida, only managing to trample on him, Wang Anan, to gain some cheap sense of superiority.
"Young Master Shouzhe, you're so powerful."
Beside him, a veiled woman of extraordinary grace and elegance was gently fanning Wang Shouzhe.
