Seeing Han Jiulin rejecting him twice in a row and looking a little absent-minded, Kong Younan felt uncomfortable for a moment and almost burst into tears.
"Sorry, I was abrupt."
She smiled awkwardly, but her fingers were pinched together under the chess table.
Kong Chengshou was on the sidelines and tried to speak several times, but in the end, he stopped.
At this moment, a new model Maserati slowly stopped at the entrance of the Confucius Villa.
A well-dressed young man got out of the car and walked into the Kong family residence with a smile on his face.
However, when the young man was about to speak, he saw a young man whose temperament and appearance were not inferior to his own, playing chess with Kong Younan.
The young man's eyes suddenly turned gloomy.
"Congxiu, why are you free today?"
Seeing the young man, Kong Chengshou smiled slightly, breaking the slightly awkward atmosphere on the chess table.
The young man is the grandson of Kong Chengshou, a good friend of eight-dan Go players. His full name is Yuan Congxiu.
Yuan Congxiu and Kong Younan are also childhood sweethearts. They learned chess together and became professional chess players together. Now they are at the eighth level. They can win at least six out of ten games against Kong Younan.
In terms of strength, he is even higher than Kong Younan.
In the Go world, it can be said that he is gifted and talented. Many people think that he is the most likely genius to reach the ninth level before the age of thirty.
Yuan Congxiu seemed to be very familiar with the Confucius Mansion and was a frequent visitor to the Confucius Mansion. He was not at all restrained and said with a smile: "Grandpa Kong, there will be an international invitational tournament in a while. I came to Younan to practice chess."
As he spoke, Yuan Congxiu came to the balcony, glanced at Han Jiulin, and said with a hint of disdain: "Younan, you can't improve your chess skills, so you can't be cruel, right? Playing with low-level people for a long time will make you feel uncomfortable.
Your chess skills will deteriorate accordingly.
After all, you are also the eight-dan chess champion. No one, not just a cat or a dog, is qualified to play chess with you.
Is he worthy?"
At this time, the chess pieces on the chessboard had been put into the chess boxes by Kong Younan and Han Jiulin, so Yuan Congxiu had no idea that the chess game just now ended with Kong Younan's defeat.
He just thought to himself that the young man in front of him could never be Kong Younan's opponent, and he didn't know where he came from, and he dared to let Kong Younan play chess with him.
Yuan Congxiu should be the only one who can talk to Kong Younan about improving his chess skills from beginning to end.
As soon as Yuan Congxiu said this, the expressions of Kong Chengshou and Kong Younan changed!
The atmosphere became awkward for a moment.
Who is Han Jiulin?
He is very likely to be the Northern War Lord, the most important figure of the Northern Qi Heavenly King!
Putting aside the yet-to-be-determined noble status, Yuan Congxiu should not be able to offend him so much even if he is only at the ninth level of Go!
Han Jiulin looked calm and did not even look at Yuan Congxiu, but the aura on his body seemed to become a little colder.
Kong Chengshou snorted and said in a deep voice: "Congxiu, don't talk nonsense!"
Yuan Congxiu had no self-awareness at all, and said with a smile: "Grandpa Kong, we are all so familiar with each other, so what are we afraid of if we speak more directly?"
After saying that, he looked at Han Jiulin coldly and sneered: "Besides, as the eight-dan chess king, what does it matter if I tease him a few words?"
Having said this, Yuan Congxiu smiled contemptuously, stepped forward and came to Han Jiulin's side.
Condescendingly, he asked arrogantly: "Boy, I am Yuan Congxiu. Since you know Go, you must have heard of my name, right?
What's your name?"
Han Jiulin still didn't look up at Yuan Congxiu, but looked at Kong Younan sitting opposite.
Their eyes met, Kong Younan looked apologetic and nervous, and said: "Mr. Han, don't be angry, he probably didn't mean it."
Yuan Congxiu's heart suddenly became angry!
Han Jiulin was playing chess with Kong Younan, which already offended him. Now when he introduced himself to the other party and said hello, the other party dared to turn a blind eye to him?
When he, Yuan Congxiu, is air?
"Boy, are you deaf? I'm asking you a question!"
Yuan Congxiu shouted coldly and raised his hand to pat Han Jiulin on the shoulder.
Perhaps because he felt that patting him on the shoulder was too merciful to the other party, he changed his direction midway and boldly patted Han Jiulin on the back of the head.
Kong Younan's face was full of disbelief, her beautiful eyes widened angrily, and she shouted: "Yuan Congxiu, you are crazy!"
Kong Chengshou's eyelids were twitching wildly, and he wanted to reach out to stop it, but it was already too late.
When Han Jiulin opened and closed his eyes, his body did not move at all. He raised his five fingers and grabbed Yuan Congxiu's wrist. He immediately pinched Yuan Congxiu's right wrist until the bones were completely broken and the flesh and blood were blurred!
"As a chess player, don't you even know basic manners?"
Only then did Han Jiulin slowly raise his head and look at Yuan Congxiu with indifferent eyes.
"ah!!!"
Yuan Congxiu screamed, his face spasmed, and he fell to his knees directly.
After that, he glared at Han Jiulin with red eyes full of resentment and cursed loudly: "You bastard, how dare you destroy my hand?"
"Your hands are unclean and your mouth is dirty. There is something wrong with your adults' education."
Han Jiulin snorted coldly and slapped Yuan Congxiu on the mouth with the back of his hand, sending Yuan Congxiu flying backwards and falling off the balcony, her teeth flying and bleeding.
"hiss!"
Kong Chengshou and Kong Younan stood stunned on the spot, not knowing what to do for a moment.
To say that Yuan Congxiu really deserved to be beaten by himself, Han Jiulin's attack was too harsh.
After all, Yuan Congxiu is the grandson of Kong Chengshou's good friend, and he and Kong Younan are childhood sweethearts. Moreover, he is also a young eight-dan chess champion who has high hopes from his family and the Go Association.
Han Jiulin made two simple attacks, lightly, but harshly and coldly.
Not only was Yuan Congxiu's hand crippled, but Yuan Congxiu's appearance was also ruined. How could the Yuan family agree to this?
Moreover, this was still in Confucius's house. Yuan Congxiu came to the Confucius family as a guest. When he was questioned, Kong Chengshou could not take away the responsibility.
Kong Chengshou was really in trouble for a moment: "Mr. Han, Cong Xiu was disrespectful just now. But he is young and energetic, you should also give him a chance to apologize. Why don't you do it directly?"
Where is such a cruel hand?"
Han Jiulin said quietly: "When we first met, he was disrespectful and dared to say hello by slapping me on the back of the head. There will never be another guy as bold as him in the whole country.
Mr. Kong, if I can spare his life, it’s because I think you and your grandson entertained me to play chess today.”
Kong Chengshou felt a shiver in his heart, knowing that what Han Jiulin said was true. If Han Jiulin was really that noble person, Yuan Congxiu would definitely die if he dared to behave in such a disrespectful manner.
Chapter completed!