Hearing this, Ye Jianguo looked embarrassed, but he quickly covered it up. He blushed and said, "Old Ji, you're so clever, can't you tell I'm being modest? Do you really need me to spell it out for you?"
"Alright, alright, let's continue the game," Ji Qingrong immediately said.
The two immediately got entangled on the chessboard, and for a long time, neither of them spoke.
Finally, it was Ye Jianguo who broke the silence: "Old Ji, have you heard that the little girl from the Qin family won the first prize in the hunting competition?"
Ji Qingrong nodded: "Of course, I've heard about it. Although no one from my Ji family participated this time, I've heard the news. Old Ye, you're trying to talk about the master by the little girl from the Qin family, right?"
"That's right, it's that person called Ye. Now he's been blown out of proportion by a bunch of kids, and some even say he's stronger than my family's Mingtian. It's really infuriating," Ye Jianguo said discontentedly.
