As the tourist bus traveled to its destination.
The Go board was set up.
All of the Qiyuan's teenagers were very interested in this game that was about to be played. They were chattering as they crowded around, ready to watch Chen Qiqi's game with that youth.
Zhang Ye was, of course, familiar with China Qiyuan. Be it his relationship with those people involved in the "war between humans and machines" or with his father-in-law, he had always had an inextricable link with the Qiyuan. But he had not met any of these teenagers in the bus before, nor had he heard of them either. He was very sure that these teenagers had turned professional recently in the past year or two. They were all newcomers who obviously did not know about him. Although Zhang Ye had a pair of sunglasses on, he had still been an Asian Heavenly King. Hai, perhaps he had been away for so long that everyone had forgotten about him.
Chen Qiqi asked, "How many stones handicap do you need?"
