Yang Qing's mood, which had begun to sour thanks to thoughts of his clan—and the humbling realization that a four-year-old could write better than he could—instantly brightened when he caught sight of a blue pearl-eyed monkey.
The monkey, dressed in a simple white robe, was seated opposite a middle-aged man, both of them staring intently at the table between them. The object of their shared focus was a game of Go, in which the blue pearl-eyed monkey appeared to be doing better than its opponent.
Yang Qing's eyes widened slightly in surprise. What caught him off guard wasn't the fact that the monkey was winning. After all, having just seen a four-year-old with handwriting far superior to his own, a monkey playing and winning at Go wasn't that shocking. Well—it was, but the child definitely took the crown for most surprising.
Maybe that kid is a reincarnated old monster, Yang Qing mused, still unable to accept that he'd lost to a toddler.
