The Way of the Blind Girl Chess Saint

"Oh?"

Sitting to Ji Xingquan's right was Ji Xuehuang, and sitting to Ji Xingquan's left was a woman with long, curly, golden-black hair.

Her long, disheveled hair hung down to her waist, but it couldn't conceal the extremely frenzied aura emanating from her.

After a few seconds of confusion, Ji Shihu stared at Ji Yingting with some curiosity.

She really wanted to know who this girl was who could make her daughter personally give up her seat and make Ji Hongyun give up her seat.

Back then, because Ji Yingting was blind, she rarely appeared in the sight of adults, and Ji Hongyun and her husband rarely talked about family matters.

Ji Qinghe rarely plays chess anymore because of a hand injury...

And she retired a long time ago, so she is not qualified to attend the Ji family's banquet.

Ji Yingting's deeds were kept deeply hidden, so many people didn't know, weren't clear about, or didn't understand...

This stunningly beautiful girl with green pigtails, named Ji Yingting, spent her entire childhood in the Ji family's courtyard, keeping company with the cats and Ji Hongying.

Despite the somewhat awkward atmosphere, Ji Xingquan's birthday dinner still began...

"Little sister, what's your name?"

Sitting on the other side of Ji Yingting, a petite woman with long, milky-white hair asked curiously.

She was even more slender and petite than Ji Yingting... She was wearing a snow-white dress and looked very cute.

She gently played with Ji Yingting's long, light green ponytail with her slender little hands, swinging it back and forth.

"Wife, don't mess with her," Ji Shihu whispered a reminder.

"What does it matter? Little Sakuraba and Little Momo must be very close, right?" The girl with long milk-colored hair smiled and kept fiddling with Ji Sakuraba's light green ponytail.

"Little Peach?" Ji Yingting blinked her big purple eyes in a daze. Was she talking about Ji Tuntao?

"Yes, it's Xiao Tuntao, she's my daughter."

Ji Tuntao's mother...?

Ji Yingting was slightly taken aback, but instantly understood.

Because she had heard Ji Shihu's voice during the Throne Battle, she knew very well that this woman was not Ji Shihu, but the one sitting opposite her was Ji Shihu.

Sitting next to her was a girl with a very pleasant voice, who was Ji Shihu's wife—Ji Tuntao's mother.

Ji Nainuo, a professional 8th Dan player from the Ji family...

Chapter 400: Ji Xuehuang, Ji Yingting

It must be said that although Ji Tuntao has the same appearance as Ji Shihu, she is very petite, only a little over 1.5 meters tall.

Perhaps... this is because she inherited it from her mother.

Of course, Ji Yingting didn't know what Ji Tuntao looked like, nor had she ever played chess with her.

"That Ji Yingting... is blind?"

Many people noticed this when they looked at Ji Yingting's closed eyes beneath her light green willow-leaf eyebrows.

Although many people have squinty eyes, like Luo Jiangxing... that's just because their eyes are small.

A girl like Ji Yingting, who keeps her eyes completely closed, can only be blind.

Moreover, this blind woman was a girl from the Ji family, a child they had never heard of before.

"You have a smell that I really hate."

Sitting directly opposite Ji Yingting, a girl with long purple hair spoke in a cold voice.

She was wearing a light pink robe, and her youthful face showed a hint of displeasure; she didn't look like a grown woman at all.

"........."

"You... know that Luo Huangwu guy, right? You smell like her stinky jasmine perfume on you, it's disgusting."

Ji Zitong's voice was neither high nor low, yet it made many women around her frown.

Although the Luo family and the Ji family are enemies, many of them have personal relationships with Luo Huangwu. How could Zi Tong say such things in public?

Ok?

Upon hearing the name Luo Huangwu, Ji Yingting's light green eyebrows furrowed slightly, and her pale purple starry eyes gradually opened a crack.

The Luohuang Dance, is it smelly?

A slight smile appeared on Ji Yingting's lips, a long-lost cold laugh.

A few strands of greenish-blue bangs covered her brows, and her fair and beautiful face gradually darkened.

Of course she knew that Luo Qingwu was Luo Huangwu. Although she didn't know at first, how could she not recognize her after hearing Luo Huangwu's voice from the commentary booth in the viewing hall?

Professional 9th ​​Dan - Luohuang Dance.

She was very happy. She was very happy that the girl who did her nail art that day was the famous Luo Huangwu, not her daughter Luo Qingwu.

She had also inquired and found out that Luo Huangwu had no daughter and was not married.

She's so amazing and so adorable, she truly deserves the title; she's too dazzling.

........

"This place is filled with a stench that I find repulsive, and your mouth stinks even more."

Ji Yingting responded calmly, her snow-blue sleeves gradually covering her small mouth and nose, which was somewhat fitting for the occasion.

Those who insult Luohuang Dance will never be forgiven.

amount……

Upon hearing Ji Yingting's words, not only Ji Zitong, but many others were slightly taken aback.

"Your strength is inferior to hers, inferior to Huang Wu's. You are far too presumptuous."

With a cold glint in her pale green moonlight eyes, Ji Yingting spoke to Ji Zitong through her snow-blue sleeves.

"What happened??"

“Sakuraba…”

Even the third-generation members, who hadn't heard what happened, witnessed the conflict between the two.

"You're saying I'm inferior to her?" Ji Zitong's deep purple pupils contracted slightly as she asked angrily.

Of course... Ji Yingting was telling the truth, because her chess skills were on par with Chu Pohai's, so she would naturally feel considerable pressure facing Luo Huangwu.

But of course, she would never admit to that.

"I...may let Luo Huangwu go first."

Just then, a cold voice came from Ji Yingting's right ear. It was a voice without any emotion or fluctuation of tone.

Because... she was also stating the facts. For the first time, her icy blue eyes looked at Ji Yingting's position and at the green-haired girl sitting next to her.

Chess Saint Ji Xuehuang is a stunningly beautiful girl with long, ice-blue hair.

She is an extraordinary woman, not just because she is a chess master.

She was different from others because among all her sisters, there was none like her.

She became a chess master because she was special.

She became the head of the family because she was special.

A chilling aura swept over her, and from her emotionless words, Ji Yingting understood for the first time... what true power meant.

It wasn't that I sensed her aura, nor that I understood her chess skills.

Ji Yingting understood... her tone. She said those words in such a calm tone, which made Luo Huangwu take the lead.

This is unparalleled confidence, an innate chess mindset.

Of course, Ji Xuehuang was not provoking Luo Huangwu, nor was she hostile towards her.

She... only happened to say a sentence because she overheard Ji Yingting and the others' discussion.

elder sister……

When Ji Xuehuang spoke, Ji Zitong was also stunned for a moment. She was originally very angry, but she didn't know what to say.

Because now, the person speaking to Ji Yingting has changed from herself to her...

"Want to give it a try...? I'll let you win, Aunt Xue."

The words that came out of Ji Yingting's cherry-like mouth the next moment were like an earthquake in the crowd.

Her pale green pupils peeked out slightly, revealing a hint of madness to outsiders.

"Is this woman... insane?"

This is the first thought in the minds of most girls who don't know Ji Yingting.

A normal person wouldn't even dare to speak to Ji Xuehuang!

Two heavy, bluish-green pigtails trailed behind her like horny objects, and her stunningly beautiful face displayed a sickly appearance.

Ji Xuehuang... the current head of the Ji family, and the current chess master of the moon.

…………

Upon seeing this, the silver-haired woman, Ji Xingquan, did not stop them from continuing their conversation, but silently closed her eyes.

Ji Xuehuang, the girl with long, ice-blue hair sitting next to Ji Yingting, didn't show much emotion in response to Ji Yingting's words.

Her icy blue crescent-shaped eyebrows relaxed slightly, and the next second, a slow smile appeared on her lips.

“Sakuraba, you’re even more interesting than before…”

“Auntie, you are the one who is…” Ji Yingting replied calmly under the horrified gazes of the crowd.

If it's true that... no one in the Ji family remembers Ji Yingting, then Ji Xuehuang could never forget Ji Yingting.

Because... she used to be Ji Yingting's Go teacher.

Seven years ago.