Jiang Li hesitated for a moment before saying, "Young Master Yin."
Although it was more familiar than calling him Princely Heir, it still wasn't particularly intimate. Fortunately, Yin Zhili wasn't the type to overstep boundaries. On the contrary, he seemed quite satisfied with Jiang Li's address and did not bring up the earlier matter.
The two played Go seriously.
During the game, surprisingly no one came to disturb them, not even a maid to pour tea, which made the environment exceptionally quiet. This tranquility allowed for contemplation. Initially, Yin Zhili's white pieces dominated, seemingly pushing Jiang Li's black pieces into a corner every time. Yet Jiang Li's black pieces would always find a way to survive. By mid-game, Jiang Li's black pieces gradually caught up, swallowing some of the white pieces, making both players evenly matched. As a result, Yin Zhili's previously quick moves also slowed down, and he even paused at times to think.
Until the very end.
