After Breaking Off the Engagement, I Started Pursuing My Master-Chapter 164 - Bad Loser

Chapter 164: Bad Loser

The first game of Go began in an instant.

With every move Jiang Huai made, there was not the slightest hesitation, which made Mu Lingwan pause for a moment, puzzled.

“Don’t you want to think about it?”

“I play Go entirely by feeling. From the moment I hold a Go piece, I know I’m the best in the world of Go. If I hesitate for more than three breaths on any move, I lose,” Jiang Huai said with an air of pride.

Mu Lingwan suddenly felt an inexplicable unease. As the pieces fell one by one on the Go board, her eyes narrowed slightly, her fingertips tapping lightly on the board, until she was sweating profusely, her fingers trembling slightly. It didn’t take much time at all.

Jiang Huai didn’t say a word. He just silently waited for Mu Lingwan to finish her move, and then he would place his piece instantly. Wen Wanwan sat obediently behind Jiang Huai, gently massaging his shoulders, while Luo Yueguan sat to the side, watching the board with amusement, his lips unconsciously curling up.

Be careful of the little guy. He has too many bad ideas in his head, but he never shows them, always pretending to be confused.

The first game took a long time.

By the second half, Mu Lingwan hesitated longer and longer with each move, while Jiang Huai, true to his word, never thought for more than three breaths. In terms of momentum, Jiang Huai had already achieved an overwhelming victory, and the result of this game ended with Jiang Huai’s victory.

Jiang Huai leisurely sipped the tea Luo Yueguan had prepared on the table, looked up with a smile, maintaining a 45-degree angle that was just shy of being impolite, and said,

“I think Mu senior must have gone easy on me. Such high moral integrity is truly a model for our generation. But for the next two games, please treat me seriously, Mu senior. It’s a matter of respect for me and for the Go board.”

Mu Lingwan took a deep breath, nodded slightly, and accepted the way out gracefully.

The second game began quickly.

This time, Jiang Huai still played almost without thinking. The first half of his game was still perfect, but in the second half, he made several terrible moves. Whether it was due to his haste or oversight, the game ended with Mu Lingwan’s victory.

The score was now one to one. Jiang Huai calmly collected the Go pieces and looked at Mu Lingwan, saying softly.

“Mu senior’s Go skills are indeed exquisite, but now I must use all my knowledge. Please be careful, Mu senior.”

Mu Lingwan began to feel inexplicably anxious. If it weren’t for Jiang Huai’s many obvious mistakes in the second game, it would be hard to say who would have won.

Luo Yueguan narrowed her eyes slightly.

Too cunning!

She was almost anxious when she saw Mu Lingwan win the second game. But when she looked at the frustration on Jiang Huai’s profile, she suddenly realized that Jiang Huai Jr. was pretending.

Because he had no reason to be frustrated. The 200,000 spirit stones were hers; it would be strange if he cared. The little guy was sly.

The third game began quickly, and this time, Jiang Huai’s moves were still without any pause. But this time, each move was perfect, with no mistakes.

Despite Mu Lingwan’s struggle, it was to no avail.

When Jiang Huai placed the last piece, the game was set, and Mu Lingwan, who had lost completely, stared blankly at the Go board, still unable to accept the reality of her defeat.

Jiang Huai didn’t speak, just silently waited for her to come back to her senses.

...Actually, he felt a little guilty because he had been too harsh. He felt no sense of achievement in winning. Most things in life are like this; if they come too easily, they’re no fun.

After about half an incense stick’s time, Jiang Huai coughed lightly, and Mu Lingwan finally came back to her senses. She looked at Jiang Huai blankly for a long while before finally speaking.

“A bet is a bet... take it.”

Reluctantly, she took out the 200,000 spirit stone notes and placed them on the table, pushing them towards Jiang Huai. After hesitating for a moment, he only took 100,000, leaving the remaining 100,000 on the table. He said softly.

“Mu senior, it’s an honor for a junior like me that you were willing to stoop to play three games of Go with me. The bet we made earlier doesn’t need to be taken so seriously. I’ll take 100,000 spirit stones, and the remaining 100,000...”

Before Jiang Huai could finish, Luo Yueguan had already grabbed the remaining 100,000 spirit stones on the table and slapped Jiang Huai on the head.

“What are you saying? Do you think Mu Lingwan is someone who would go back on her word after losing? If you take one less spirit stone, Mu senior will think you’re looking down on her. Since when do elders break promises to their juniors?”

Mu Lingwan looked at Luo Yueguan, whose eyes were smiling and couldn’t close her mouth from laughter, feeling as uncomfortable as if she had swallowed a dead fly. She gradually realized that something was off, but Luo Yueguan had already patted Jiang Huai on the shoulder.

“Alright, the game is over. Isn’t it time to go back? Aren’t you going to thank Mu senior?”

Jiang Huai, with a helpless face, turned to Mu Lingwan with a respectful expression, “Thank you, Mu senior.”

Mu Lingwan felt as if her energy had been drained, waved her hand without saying a word, and gestured for them to leave quickly. Jiang Huai tactfully stood up and followed Luo Yueguan back to her room with Wen Wanwan.

...

“Hahaha...”

Luo Yueguan was pounding the bed with her small fists, laughing so hard that tears were about to fall. After returning to her room, she took off her outer garment, revealing a thin strapped undergarment. Her chest heaved so violently that Jiang Huai worried the straps might snap under the pressure.

She laughed with such intensity that Jiang Huai placed the spirit stone notes he had just won, along with those Luo Yueguan had given him, all on the table beside the bed.

“I’ve put them here, you keep them.”

Luo Yueguan finally stopped laughing, picked up the spirit stone notes, and took out 100,000 to give to Jiang Huai, chuckling, “Here, these are for you.”

Her hand was suspended in mid-air, but Jiang Huai didn’t take them, shaking his head, “You keep them. I don’t need them. I don’t really have anywhere to spend spirit stones.”

“Take it.”

“No.”

“I’m telling you to take it!”

“I said no.”

Even as Luo Yueguan raised her voice slightly, sounding a bit displeased, Jiang Huai’s response was still innocent. It wasn’t that he was clueless, but rather that taking from others made one obligated. Jiang Huai always felt a bit uncomfortable taking from others.

“They’re what you won. If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t get back a penny of the money I put out. Why won’t you take it?” Luo Yueguan’s breathing suddenly became rapid, her centuries of composure seemingly ineffective in front of Jiang Huai.

“Our friendship doesn’t hinge on these spirit stones. Just keep them.”

“If it doesn’t matter... why won’t you take them?”

“I don’t really need spirit stones. I told you, you keep them.”

“I don’t need them either. You take them. If you don’t... I’ll be sad.”

“Then be sad.”

Jiang Huai shrugged, but inadvertently turned his head and suddenly noticed Luo Yueguan sitting on the bed, her skirt in disarray, biting her lip tightly, her eyes rimmed with red, her gaze stubborn, yet mist already clouding her beautiful eyes, as if tears were about to freeze and fall the next second.

She just stared straight at Jiang Huai, no longer speaking, but her tears seemed ready to fall.

“What’s there for you to feel wronged about?”

“You’re deliberately distancing yourself from me.”

“...Really.”

Jiang Huai, caught out, wouldn’t admit it, but moved closer to her, taking the 100,000 spirit stones into his hand, “Alright, alright, I’ll keep them. Are you happy now?”

“Your tone is so harsh.”

Luo Yueguan’s voice trembled slightly, sounding almost tearful, as if Jiang Huai had committed a terrible crime. Jiang Huai looked at her helplessly, his voice soft and slow, “Thank you, Aunt Luo.”

Luo Yueguan’s lips curled up slightly, and she huffed, “That’s more like it.”

Jiang Huai stood helplessly in front of her, glanced at the 100,000 spirit stones in his hand, and saw her lips quickly reveal a coy smile. It was too late to stuff the spirit stone notes back, and he looked at Luo Yueguan’s reddened eyes.

“The same trick won’t work a second time.”

“What trick? What trick have I used?”

“Pretending to cry so quickly.”

The next second, Luo Yueguan’s eyelashes were touched by droplets of water. She ceased speaking and didn’t even look at Jiang Huai anymore. Instead, she grabbed the quilt and covered herself with it. The next moment, Jiang Huai realized she had said something wrong.

“No, no, no, I just haven’t seen you cry much... Don’t be mad, don’t be mad, I misspoke, my fault.”

But Luo Yueguan just cocooned herself in the quilt, silent, her body seemingly trembling gently within. Jiang Huai moved closer, sat down by the bed, and reached out to gently tug at her quilt. However, Luo Yueguan held on tight, unwilling to let go, until Jiang Huai reached out and tickled the sole of her foot that wasn’t covered by the quilt. Luo Yueguan’s grip softened slightly, and Jiang Huai took the opportunity to pull away the quilt, seeing the teardrops on her eyelashes.

Really... she was just like a sixteen-year-old girl, crying one moment and laughing the next, her mood as capricious as summer rain. Jiang Huai always thought that at six hundred years old, her emotions should be incredibly stable, but he had overlooked the fact that Luo Yueguan really wasn’t hiding anything from him anymore.

“You’ve really become young again,” Jiang Huai sighed helplessly, reaching out to gently touch her cheek, trying to wipe away the tears at the corner of her eyes.

But Luo Yueguan made a move to grab the quilt again, like her little ostrich. Their eyes met in mid-air for a moment, Jiang Huai looking into her stubborn gaze.

What kind of way to sulk is this?

Luo Yueguan at this moment was like the girl classmates he used to tease when he was a child. The girl would bury her face in the desk and cry, and he was that annoying little boy who especially wanted to peek through the desk hole to see if her tears had fallen. After a moment of eye contact, it was Jiang Huai who softened in the end,

“I was wrong.”

“Where were you wrong?”

“Everywhere.”

“Then tell me one thing you did wrong.”

“I shouldn’t have said you were squeezing out tears.”

“Say one more and I’ll forgive you.”

The next moment, Jiang Huai raised his hand and, through the quilt, gave her buttocks a firm slap, a muffled sound following.

“Is this never going to end?”

Luo Yueguan’s cheeks flushed, a hint of embarrassment and annoyance just appearing in her eyes as she was about to react, but Jiang Huai raised his hand high,

“If you don’t behave, I’ll spank you again.”

Luo Yueguan stared at him for three or four seconds, then suddenly turned over and got up. Before Jiang Huai could react, he was pulled onto the bed, and the next moment, he was pinned down, with Luo Yueguan sitting directly on his back, preventing him from getting up, and she slapped his buttocks with her hand.

“Disrespectful.”

“Who’s being disrespectful here, huh? You’re six hundred years old and throwing a tantrum like a child, expecting me to coax you, that’s what’s unreasonable, okay?”

“W-who wants you to coax them?”

“Alright, alright, you didn’t want me to coax you... So what are you doing now? Get up already, acting all childish with a kid like me, where’s your sense of shame?”

“I just don’t have any shame.”

“Wanwan Junior Sister is watching.”

Only then did Luo Yueguan notice Wen Wanwan, who was innocently sipping tea not far from the bedside. Realizing Luo Yueguan’s gaze, Wen Wanwan blinked innocently.

Embarrassment surged in Luo Yueguan’s mind at that moment.

“Let her watch... I don’t care, you’re not allowed to hit me randomly anymore... do you hear me?”

“Oh, okay, I hear you.”

Unexpectedly, Jiang Huai didn’t struggle or argue, but agreed immediately.

He had been repenting in his heart just now; he hadn’t intended to hit her, but it just... happened naturally, perhaps because he was used to roughhousing with Qingyu before, and seeing Luo Yueguan’s face, he subconsciously thought of Luo Qingyu.

Luo Yueguan was slightly stunned for a moment; he had agreed so easily.

Suddenly, a subtle sense of loss quietly emerged.