Wei Zeling watched Nan Xian walk away, her eyes widening in disbelief.
What did she mean? That laugh just now was clearly mocking her!
She gritted her teeth and cursed inwardly:
The granddaughter of a lowly farmer, trying to gain favor by selling a down-to-earth and approachable persona, does she really think that marrying into the He family makes her a phoenix on a high branch?
Ha, let's see how long you can keep up your smugness...
She touched her chest, where her clothes bulged slightly, and a small green stone, about the size of a little finger, hung from an intricately woven red silk cord. It glowed faintly as she touched it.
She caught sight of the camera out of the corner of her eye, quickly concealing the gloom in her eyes. Her face remained calm and smiling as if nothing had happened, and she followed after them.
Not far ahead, Nan Xian saw several elderly men playing chess at a stone table under a tree.
Although they were all clearly quite old, they all had bright eyes and were in good spirits. In particular, the white-haired old man sitting on the left side of the stone table had a ruddy and healthy complexion, spoke with a strong voice, and would burst into laughter and gesticulate wildly when he got excited.
If you ignore his appearance and only listen to his voice, you'll feel that he has more energy than a young person!
This must be the long-lived elder she's been looking for!
Nan Xian's eyes lit up, and she hurriedly stepped forward, but instead of speaking, she stood aside and watched the game for a while.
After the game ended, the white-haired old man seemed to have just noticed her. He looked her up and down, his smile becoming even more amiable: "Girl, I've seen you standing here for a while. Did you come to get clues from me?"
Nan Xian smiled as well. She didn't answer directly, but instead picked up the thermos cup next to the old man's feet, unscrewed the lid, and handed it to him with both hands. "I have some knowledge of chess, and seeing how well you play, I'm really itching to play myself. I'd like to ask you for some pointers, and I hope you won't hesitate to teach me."
The old man laughed heartily, took the thermos, and pointed to the stone bench opposite him. "You little girl, you know how to talk! Here, I've cleared out a seat for you, girl, why don't you sit down?"
Nan Xian thanked the elderly man who gave up his seat, and then sat down calmly.
The pieces were returned to their original positions, and the old man went first.
An old man and a young man, one with white hair and the other with bright red hair, sat facing each other at a stone table.
The wind subsided, and in the vast expanse of heaven and earth, it seemed as if only the sound of chess pieces falling onto the stone slab could be heard.
After several rounds, the old man's expression gradually changed from relaxed and leisurely to serious and earnest. He spent more and more time thinking and became more and more hesitant in placing his pieces.
Nan Xian remained calm and composed throughout, placing her pieces without hesitation. Her moves were decisive and swift, yet not reckless; on the contrary, each move hit the mark precisely.
The chess piece in her hand was like a black dragon with overwhelming momentum, carrying the power of thunder, soaring straight into the sky.
On the chessboard, the red side is already in a state of collapse.
The old man frowned and stared at the chessboard for a long time before finally shaking his head and putting down the chess piece.
He then looked up and carefully examined the young woman in front of him again.
Although Nan Xian had dyed her hair red, her gentle appearance and water-like temperament perfectly balanced the fiery and flamboyant red, making her look very harmonious and natural. The slightly curled bangs in front of her forehead added a touch of liveliness and charm.
The old man couldn't help but sigh inwardly: I never expected that this young girl would have such a mature and sophisticated style of play, even I couldn't keep up with her!
He sighed, "I'm getting old... Girl, you're not just dabbling in chess, you're clearly a master hiding your true strength! This old man concedes defeat, I admire you!"
Nan Xian smiled modestly, her eyes crinkling: "You flatter me. I was just lucky this time and managed to win by a narrow margin. There is still a lot I need to learn from you."
The old man knew she was being modest, but he was still quite pleased to hear it. He laughed heartily, took a brocade pouch from his pocket, and handed it to her.
"Now that you've defeated me, this clue is yours! Take it and go unlock the secret!"
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