Su Qinghe gazed at the talisman card between Lu Mian's slender fingers. Upon hearing what she said, his eyes subtly shifted before suddenly breaking into a faintly amused smile.
"That, I wouldn't know. After all, I've been away from Jinjing for so many years—I'm quite out of the loop!"
Lu Mian's gaze lowered slightly. Her intention had been to probe Su Qinghe for some information, but seeing that he appeared unaware, she didn't press further.
"Thank you for gifting me something so valuable."
Su Qinghe merely smiled faintly, choosing not to continue the topic. Instead, he turned toward his own granddaughter, who had been ignored till now. "Luoluo, didn't you say your chess academy is planning some kind of human-versus-AI tournament?"
Suddenly called upon, Su Luo had the peculiar notion she was just a pawn, pushed forward as a shield by her grandfather.
Yet, under her grandfather's caring gaze, she couldn't say she had any proof.
