It was August 20th, the Mid-Autumn Festival had just passed, and many leaves had fallen everywhere. The bonsai decorations in the Jiang Mansion also had to be removed and replaced in an orderly manner. The servants were busy with their own things, and the place was still peaceful.
After lunch in the afternoon, Blake Harrison and Ethan Bennett played a game of chess for an hour and a half. They were both tired and nervous. Seeing that Blake Harrison's black pieces were already at a disadvantage, Jiang Zhan in his arms couldn't wait for Blake Harrison to make a move, and suddenly pushed a piece down. Blake Harrison stared at it for a while and smiled: "I'm really getting worse. I hope I won't be liquidated by this kid in a few years..."
Blake Harrison stopped talking, probably because he thought that he didn't have the chance "after a few years", and his expression became unnatural for a moment.
To ease the atmosphere, Ethan Bennett looked at the chess board, shook his head and said with a smile: "How many times has this happened? A two-and-a-half-year-old child... Who would believe this? I barely understood the rules of Go when I was eight... Were you as good as him when you were a kid?"
Blake Harrison smiled, propped up his chin and thought mysteriously: "I think he is just guessing. I was really smart when I was a child. When I was five years old, my grandfather asked me to discuss the Spring and Autumn Annals and Zuo Zhuan."
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