"Checkmate."
"How is that possible?"
"Ha ha, Old Man Yang, you think you're so good, but look how easily you die. What a pity."
"Have the guts to say that to me, where do you get off being so bad? How can this kid be so beneficial?"
"Who knows? I find it strange to call and scold this kid, but I don't think he's that great."
They were both quite dejected. They wanted to practice with Yin Xiaofan, but had not received his training. Each of them looked very uncomfortable.
"Has your kid studied chess with a grandmaster?" Master Yang stared at Yin Xiaofan and asked.
"No." Yin Xiaofan said indifferently, "I learned chess from my brother."
"Then your brother must be very good." To teach Yin Xiaofan such skills, his brother must be something special.
