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Chapter 93 - 92 Wucheng Guardian God?
Chapter 93 - 92 Wucheng Guardian God?
Chapter 93: Chapter 92 Wucheng Guardian God?
Su Jue’s reaction was excessive, and ignoring the pain in his body, he grabbed Su Qinghe’s hand.
“Grandpa, did she also win a snuff bottle?”
The old Master Su was puzzled, withdrawing his hand with disdain.
“That, I do not know. I had urgent business at the time, and after watching her finish the game, I hurried away and am unaware of what followed.”
Su Jue stared at his grandpa speechlessly.
Having urgent business yet still watching someone play Go? Probably not so urgent!
“It’s all your fault, boy!” Su Qinghe kicked Su Jue, “Who told you to come down with a high fever at that time? You nearly killed me! So, you know about this?”
Su Jue: ???
He felt it was all very mystifying and didn’t know what to say, the only thought in his mind was that Lu Mian hadn’t lied! It was the Lu Family who had misunderstood her!
He didn’t answer his grandfather’s question, but went on to ask further.
“Grandpa, between Lu Mian and Su Luo, who do you think is more skilled?”
Su Luo, the Go princess of the Su Family, had been competing out of town lately. At the tender age of 17, she had brought home quite a few big awards.
Su Qinghe stroked his chin, his gaze sweeping over the Go board, “Hard to say.”
“Why’s that?”
“I don’t know if Mianmian continued to study Go afterward, but since Su Luo showed her talent at the age of seven, the family has been intentionally nurturing her. It’s difficult to judge their skills now.”
“Grandpa, why don’t you… put in some effort and let Lu Mian join the Go competition?”
If the Lu Family saw Lu Mian’s performance in the Go competition, perhaps the misunderstanding of the past could be cleared up.
Perhaps, Lu Mian would hate him less then.
“You think your grandpa has such a big face, huh! I would like to, but if she’s unwilling, no one can force her.”
“…” Su Jue was embarrassed.
He hadn’t expected his grandpa, so respected in Wucheng, to say something like that.
“Grandpa, please try. It’s very important for Lu Mian!”
With his grandson persistently cajoling and pestering, Old Master Su couldn’t resist. He too was actually looking forward to it and called Lu Mian after school.
Lu Mian was browsing books in a bookstore.
She looked through book after book, not finding what she wanted, when her phone vibrated first.
She didn’t plan to answer the call in the bookstore, and without any pressure, she hung up no matter who it was on the other line.
Old Master Su could only slowly type out, sending her a message.
[Mianmian, there’s a Go tournament this weekend that grandpa has organized, do you want to come and participate?]
It took him a full two minutes to type those words. After sending them, he waited less than two seconds for a reply.
[Not going.]
Su Qinghe held the phone, squinting his eyes in resignation. Right, that girl was generally not interested in these matters, trying was just a waste.
Lu Mian closed her phone and casually picked out a novel, heading to the cashier.
At the entrance, an LCD television hung on the wall broadcasting Wucheng news.
A middle-aged man with a slightly swollen stomach, wearing a neat and stern uniform, was gesturing at the camera, [It wasn’t me, I didn’t do it, stop the nonsense. I’m really not the Guardian God of Wucheng!]
Lu Mian gave it a casual glance. The man on TV bore a resemblance to her classmate, Chubby Hao.
She curved the corners of her mouth, “Boss, I’d like to check out.”
The owner was scanning barcodes while lamenting, “Our Wucheng, huh, has produced a Guardian God! Gosh, such anonymity in doing good deeds nowadays, it’s weird. Miss, that’ll be 18 yuan.”
Lu Mian handed over her mobile payment code with a smile, “Maybe, just bored.”
“What?”
By the time the proprietor snapped out of it, Lu Mian had already left the store.
The glass door’s wind chimes tinkled twice, making a clear and pleasant collision sound.
“She’s an odd girl, isn’t she.”
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Meanwhile, inside the psychological clinic, the atmosphere was tense.
Ye Jinwen slammed off the television, fuming madly.
“Qi Ge, you saw it, didn’t you? That person has become the Guardian God of Wucheng, and you are still calm as Mount Tai here!”