"Well, Xiao Chen, the old man and the old god just played five games, but they didn't win one game..."

Han Youwei coughed dryly, laughed and said.

“…”

Xiao Chen was stunned and didn't win a game? As for the old fortune teller, can't you let Mr. Han go?

This... is too miserable!

"I don't want to play chess lately."

Mr. Han said another sentence.

"Ahem, old man, that's not true."

Xiao Chen was amused and crying.

"What about now? Father-in-law, old fortune teller, who did you win?"

"Three to one, the old god is so amazing."

Su Shiming looked at the chessboard and said slowly.

"Haha, it's already amazing to win me."

The old fortune teller chuckled.

"well……"

Mr. Han sighed. After all, Su Shiming won one game... He was fine, but he didn't win in five games.

This made him doubt his chess skills.

Did the winners in the past have been deliberately given up?

No?

He is still very powerful!

Well, it’s the old fortune teller who is even better, it’s not that he is not good!

Thinking of this, he swept away his decay and rekindled his desire to fight.
Chapter completed!