Fu Tinghan took the chessboard from Zhao Hanzhang's hand, smiled at Zhao Erlang, and continued to win against him.
Unlike Zhao Hanzhang, Professor Fu cares a lot about his opponent's gaming experience. After winning two games, he always loses one to the other side, which makes Zhao Erlang more and more excited, fully immersing himself with chess pieces in his mind and eyes.
"You returned late today, was there an accident?"
"No accident," Zhao Hanzhang said with a smile: "I rode a horse today and integrated it with my memory of riding skills. I also raced with my subordinates, lost track of time, so I was late."
Zhao Hanzhang thought of something, leaned closer, and whispered, "Do you want to learn? Without a driver's license, at least you should learn to drive, useful for escape."
Fu Tinghan was quite curious about what kind of chaos Luoyang was in this era in history, to make the usually fearless Teacher Zhao always consider escape plans.
