Xiao Xiao turned toward the direction of the voice.
But his steps didn't slow.
"Old man, what's wrong?"
The old lady came out of the dining room.
"What are you shouting about?"
"You scared me..."
Old Master Xiao looked annoyed.
"I made a bad move."
The old lady...
"Oh, is that so?"
"That's too bad."
"All right, come eat."
The old lady turned around.
The old man's expression shifted several times.
In the end, he could only sigh.
"Grandpa."
Xiao Xiao walked over to the old man.
"Xiao Xiao."
The old man smiled.
Then he sighed again, looking deeply regretful.
"I made a bad move just now."
"Otherwise, I would've lost this game in just a few more moves."
"I was playing so well..."
"I thought I was about to win..."
"Looks like my mindset really wasn't right..."
The old man shook his head.
The moment he thought he was finally going to win, he'd gotten restless.
And once he'd lost his composure, he'd inexplicably made mistakes he shouldn't have made.
The old man tapped his head.
He was about to drive himself crazy.
"Grandpa."
Xiao Xiao's lips curved slightly. "It's all right."
"We'll play again next time."
"Your chess keeps getting better and better."
"Someday, you'll win."
The old man's expression eased.
"It's not like I can't handle losing."
"I've lost so many times..."
"I'm used to it."
Frog God was really good.
He was happy just to be able to play against such a skilled player.
Really, who else got an opportunity like this?
Frog God wasn't an ordinary person.
It was a special existence.
If it weren't for his grandson, where would he find such a great opponent?
Ahem.
Was calling it an opponent overselling his own skill?