It All Depends on Your Performance!

On the ninth day, Yang Dingtian lost by a total of five chess pieces.

Qin Mengli threw the chess pieces back into the box uninterestedly and spoke hoarsely, "Shen Lang, the game you created is very interesting. However, your skills are extremely weak. Are you really the creator of this game?"

"Of course." Yang Dingtian replied, "I had said so previously. Although I had created this game, my skills aren't the best, and it could only be counted as an average standard."

"Yan Bieqin had only heard of the game rules, yet his skills are already better than yours after contemplating it for a few days." Madam Qin spoke languidly, "We had played three games together and among the three games, he won one of it. Your skills are so ordinary. I really cannot help but suspect if you are the creator of this game."