Old Wu's voice came up from downstairs.
"Little Ye."
"Yes?"
"Shall I start cooking now?"
"You can do it a little later. I'm going to play another game."
"You're not hungry yet?"
"Haha, I was a bit ago, but not anymore!"
Zhang Ye was full of energy. After sadistically demolishing Wu Changhe over the course of three games, he felt like he was endlessly powerful. There was nothing more enjoyable than this!
I have a questionable character?
I'm not a good person?
I have a terrible temper!
Don't say any more. I'll crush you every time you play against me!
...
The spectating Go players were once again dumbfounded!
"He won again!"
"Oh my goodness, YE won again!"
"Changhe 9-dan has been destroyed so badly!"
"But why do I get the feeling that Teacher Changhe's playstyle has changed?"
"Yeah, I also feel the same!"
