On the Sly, Staying Together

"Don't add shallots."

"Don't add vinegar."

"More noodles."

The person who asked for the last request was obviously Chen Pipi. As he looked at the chessboard, which had been restored to its prior state, his thick eyebrows jumped quickly. Depression and shame filled his face right away, even making him forget about his current dangerous situation. How could he be proud of his brain and call himself a genius compared with the little handmaiden, who was able to memorize the positions of all the chess pieces in just one glance?

Looking at Master Yan Se, Wei Guangming smiled and said, "This female student of mine is quite excellent."

Watching the thin figure disappearing from the back of the courtyard, Master Yan Se said with emotion, "She is indeed excellent."