A gleam flashed through Zhu Ding's eyes.
"So Wang Chao really has Luo Jiu's shadow behind him."
"Trying to target me?"
"I admit I don't like using my brain when I play, but don't treat me like an idiot either. After losing to him three times in a row, could I possibly not guess that he was counter-targeting me?"
"Luo Jiu has already used the same trick on me twice. Now Wang Chao wants to use it a third time. Just how slow do you think I am?"
"In your dreams!"
In the small room, after a brief moment of shock, Zhu Zeshi looked directly at Coach Wang Lu.
Coach Wang Lu, who was usually rather quiet and low-key, revealed a faint smile at that moment, like an old fox who had successfully stolen a chicken.
"Yes. At the end of March this year, Zhu Ding contacted me and asked me to help identify every placement that could easily disrupt his judgment. He wanted targeted training to patch up those weaknesses."
Coach Wang Lu spread his hands. "After all, he's your biological son. For your sake, I had to help him. Besides, he's worked very well with my younger brother over the years... Of course, I also promised him that this had to be kept from all of you until today, especially Old He."
The end of March was a subtle point in time. That month, Zhu Ding had challenged Luo Jiu for the third time and suffered another brutal defeat. It was probably then that he realized the truth and took the initiative to seek out Wang Lu.
A slurping sound rang out in the room. He Jingping had sucked down the tea that had gone a little cold in one gulp. He set down his teacup, looked at