Ah, this...
Yan Qianyi suddenly felt a bit awkward.
From the elderly man's clothing and the expensive-looking cane next to him, it was undoubtedly Old Master Mu.
Old Master Mu was thoroughly enjoying himself, and she did not know whether to quietly wait for him to finish playing or to greet him.
Was this a test or a challenge for her?
Yan Qianyi decided to hold her ground for now.
At that moment, Old Master Mu, without lifting his head, asked her, "Which one do you think will win?"
Yan Qianyi glanced once and replied, "The one on your right."
That cricket had a fine and straight stripe on its head, black eyes, and golden teeth.
Such crickets were warriors in fights.
Old Master Mu paused, then finally looked up.
Upon seeing Yan Qianyi, he paused again.
Then, his face broke into a kind expression, "You are even prettier than in the photos."
Yan Qianyi smiled slightly.
