Dīng líng líng~
Not long after breakfast, Ye Pengfei's phone rang. The caller ID showed it was Old Wang, his chess friend and neighbor.
"Old Wang, what's up?"
Answering the call, Ye Pengfei heard a noisy sound from the other end, followed by Old Wang's voice, "Old Ye, something big has happened! Our community's chess circle has been challenged!"
"What!"
Hearing Old Wang's voice, Ye Pengfei immediately stood up, "What kid dares to come to our Wei Lan Guan Di community and make trouble?"
"Old Ye, hurry over here. If that old man wins against Old Li, we'll all be defeated."
"Okay, I'm coming right away."
Hanging up the phone, Ye Pengfei packed his things and was about to go out. He saw his son, who was basking in the sun listlessly, and pondered for a moment, "Xiao Xuan, let's go. I'll take you to play a few games with Uncle Wang and the others."
"Let them see how amazing you are."
Ye Xuan, who was lazily basking in the sun, was taken aback upon hearing this, "Dad, isn't this a bit much?"
To be honest, playing chess with Uncle Wang and the others was a one-sided crush. It wouldn't be good if they were scared to tears.
"Hey, what's not to like? Play your best today."
Ye Pengfei thought this way because he knew that the opponent was able to defeat so many people, their chess skills must be astonishing. He wasn't sure if he could hold his own, so having his son would provide an extra layer of security. Moreover, his son's chess skills were much more refined than his own this morning.
"Son, I think it's good for you to go and have a look, and let your dad show off a bit."
Chen Xiaowan, hearing this, chimed in with an encouraging laugh.
"This... alright then."
After some thought, Ye Xuan agreed, as he had nothing else to do. "But Dad, I'm saying this beforehand, if Uncle Wang and the others cry after playing, you can't blame me."
Ye Pengfei, "......."
"You brat, what nonsense are you talking about? Hurry up."
Ye Pengfei glared at his son. He wasn't taking his son to play against Old Wang and the others, but against that old man who was challenging them.
With his son by his side, Ye Pengfei felt a bit more confident.
.........
Ten minutes later.
Wei Lan Guan Di community, leisure area.
Dozens of people had already gathered here. The youngest was over thirty-five, and most of them were residents in their forties and fifties.
"Old Ye, you're finally here!"
Old Wang, his neighbor, rushed over as soon as he saw Ye Pengfei. He glanced at the old man with sparse white hair, who looked to be in his late fifties. "See, Old Ye? It's that old fellow. Apart from you, all the chess players in our community have been defeated. Although that old man is excessive, I have to admit his chess skills are extremely high."
"You are the best chess player among us old buddies. Our community's honor rests on you."
After speaking, Uncle Wang turned to the old man and said, "Old man, beating us is nothing. Old Ye is the best at chess among us."
"Go Old Ye, beat him!"
The surrounding chess friends from the community shouted, looking at the old man who was sitting calmly with dissatisfaction and hostility in their eyes. They were all holding back a lot of anger.
As Ye Pengfei was about to speak in response to the surrounding chess friends, he heard his son's voice, "Dad, let me do it. This old man is likely a professional chess player. You're no match for him."
"Uh......."
Hearing his son's words, Ye Pengfei was taken aback. However, at this moment, Ye Xuan had already stepped into the chess arena.
"Sir, how about I play a game with you first."
Uncle Wang and the others were surprised, but they didn't say anything. After all, they had already lost, and they didn't mind Ye Lao's son joining.
Of course, there was another reason: Ye Lao's son was now quite successful, and they didn't dare to suppress him with seniority. To put it bluntly, the most important thing was that they lacked the confidence.
"Alright."
The old man on the opposite side smiled gently, his face showing no emotion. This old man's name was Sun Mingyang. He also had another identity: the former president of the Tianhai Chess Association, a professional eighth-dan player, and a talented chess prodigy in his youth.
After retiring, he had been living in Junwang Mansion, a high-end residential complex next to Wei Lan Guan Di.
Although they were both communities, the houses in Junwang Mansion were, on average, 2000 yuan more expensive per square meter than those in Wei Lan Guan Di, making it one of the best high-end communities in Yangcheng.
As a new game began, all eyes were fixed on the chessboard.
Seeing this, Old Wang leaned over to Ye Pengfei's side and asked, "Old Ye, how good is your son at chess?"
"This....."
Ye Pengfei's eyelids twitched slightly upon hearing this. "He's okay. Sometimes I win, sometimes he wins."
"Oh!?"
Old Li and the others cast surprised glances upon hearing Ye Pengfei and Old Wang's conversation, and even Old Wang was surprised.
"Old Ye, really? If he can win against you, does that mean your son's chess skills are about the same as yours?"
Being stared at by everyone, Ye Pengfei's old face blushed slightly, and he said with some guilt, "That kid's chess skills are probably a bit better than mine. I lose more than I win when we play."
Wow~!
As soon as Ye Pengfei said this, the gazes of everyone around the community towards Ye Xuan in the arena changed. According to Ye Pengfei, wasn't this kid's chess skill even higher than Ye Pengfei's?
It was chilling to think about!
Suddenly, everyone realized that Ye Pengfei was not the highest-skilled chess player in their community. The highest-skilled chess player was actually his son.
"Old Ye, how many percent chance do you think your son has of winning?" Uncle Wang asked Ye Pengfei in a low voice, watching the chessboard where the black and white pieces had been put away.
"This... I'm not sure. That brat's chess strategy is unpredictable, and I haven't played against that old man before. It's hard to say who will win or lose." Ye Pengfei said vaguely after thinking. Hearing this, the expressions of the community members became even more interested.
Is this a joke?
For Ye Pengfei to evaluate him like this was already quite good!
"Sir, you are older than me, so I'll let you have the first move."
Saying this, Ye Xuan placed the white piece bowl beside him and pushed the black pieces towards Sun Mingyang. This move surprised Sun Mingyang. "Oh, it seems the little fellow is very confident in himself."
"If that's the case, then this old man will not be polite!"
Sun Mingyang said this, but he didn't know who was sitting opposite him in terms of chess skill, nor did he know that the scene that was about to unfold would be something he would never forget in his life, because it was here that he suffered the most devastating defeat of his life.