The Master's Mask Unveiled Again

Chapter 110: Chapter 109: Is Lu Mian a Genius?

All eyes in the chess institute’s hall were watching as Lu Xinnuan walked gracefully toward the spectator seats.

Everyone else was quite surprised. Who was this? Was she planning to make trouble?

Fu Man quickly tugged at her, a vein throbbing at her temple, sensing that something bad was about to happen.

“Nuannuan, come back quickly…”

However, Lu Xinnuan had already walked to the front, facing the curious glances of the crowd.

She bowed respectfully to Su Qinghe, which was quite polite and showed her well-cultured demeanor.

“Grandpa Su, I am terribly sorry for the disturbance. I have a question I would like to ask all the chess players here…”

Su Qinghe frowned at her and nodded slightly.

“I’d like to ask if it’s possible for a four-year-old child to defeat an old chess master?” Lu Xinnuan looked around with a smile.

The others didn’t quite understand what she was getting at and looked confused.

“Normally speaking, it’s not possible.” Liu Baiyu considered the question seriously, her tone calm and impartial: “A four-year-old child’s mind is generally not yet developed, and they cannot match the experience of an elder.”

The other chess players also nodded in agreement. They were veterans in the world of Go, and although they had heard many legendary stories, they had never heard anything quite so fantastical.

“It’s indeed improbable for a four-year-old.”

“Unless they are a genius!”

At the mention of “genius,” everyone couldn’t help but look towards Su Qinghe.

“If I recall correctly, Grandpa Su’s granddaughter is a Go genius, right? She began to show her talent after age seven and became renowned. How many people were stunned by her play, applauding and exclaiming in admiration! I heard she has already won quite a few international awards!”

“This one is a genius enough; could there possibly be someone even more extraordinary?”

Upstairs by the window, the young girl hummed disdainfully and withdrew her interest, turning away.

A servant asked beside her, “Miss, do you want to go downstairs for a match?”

Su Luo waved her hand and walked away, “No need.”

Downstairs in the hall, Lu Xinnuan listened quietly to the surrounding discussions, and after hearing the consensus from most people, she boldly approached Su Qinghe.

Grandpa Su’s expression was complex, and she bit her lip, trying her best not to show any weakness.

Su Jue wanted to say something as a reminder, but in the end, he didn’t speak.

“Grandpa Su, not to deceive you, the person I’m speaking of is actually a true story about my sister Lu Mian. At the age of four, she played chess with an old master and won back an antique snuff bottle worth a considerable amount!”

The crowd fell silent.

The information was overwhelming, and it took a moment for everyone to react.

Lu Xinnuan turned elegantly, a mischievous glint passing through her smiling eyes, and with an innocent face, she sinuously said, “So, someone like my sister should be considered a genius, right?”

She was always skillful in her speech, leaving herself plenty of room for maneuver.

No one could find fault with her statement.

Including Liu Baiyu, the contestants were shocked and pondered over Lu Xinnuan’s words. When they looked at Lu Mian again, their gazes held a thoughtful depth.

They weren’t fools and understood the situation well.

They had just denied the possibility of a four-year-old child defeating an old man in the chess scene, and now Lu Xinnuan said it was Lu Mian’s true story.

Tsk.

An antique snuff bottle, who would easily lose to a child?

However, looking at Lu Mian, who remained seated, her eyelashes slightly lowered, she appeared utterly unconcerned.

She was toying with a chess piece, turning it between her fingers with ease and indifference.

Shouhao clenched his fists, “Lu Xinnuan might be praising my brother Mian as a genius on the surface, but she’s actually being sarcastic and exposing him, right? Shouhao, I’m not misunderstanding, am I?”

Shouhao snorted coldly, “Be confident, drop the ‘right’!”

“But, really? Mian-ge won twenty million! What’s the point in one family fighting against itself?”