As Black Glasses finished speaking, Yin Nanfeng realized someone was missing from the room. Looking at the empty plates on the table, she secretly frowned, wondering how she hadn't even heard anyone leave.
Zhang Rishan stood up at her words, straightened his cuffs and the hem of his tunic, and glanced at Yin Nanfeng, who stood there lost in thought. "The day is still young. Would the Ancestor care for another couple of rounds? Since Nanfeng is here, she can make up a fourth."
Pulled to her feet by Black Glasses, Yun Zhao looked at Yin Nanfeng, who was staring at them in a daze. "Alright then. Let's play a bit longer before Zhang Mian gets back."
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