C844 His Son

Who would have thought that Mr. Ling was a chess master? Even more surprising, he was willing to teach Yin how to play.

“Dad, is he really that good?”

Luo Tingye looked at the chessboard in front of him and nodded, “He’s decent.”

Decent?

Yin asked, “Does that mean you’re better, Dad?”

Luo Tingye picked up a black piece and placed it on the board. Instantly, the situation