To them, it was just a child's nonsensical babbling to make their elders happy.
As the seven children sent Jack out for battle, he sat sternly in front of Alistair. At first, Alistair was solely entertaining the children, but the more he played, the more he felt that something was amiss. This child barely followed the rules and attacked wildly, making his moves difficult to counter, as if he were a rival. Alistair felt like he was about to lose this round.
However, he didn't get into a bad mood because he was losing to a child, but was ecstatic instead. "Hanson, your child is much better than you. He's going to surpass you."
Saying that, he moved a chess piece and declared, "I lost."
"What?" Bryan exclaimed again, his mouth gaping so widely that he could barely shut it. Was it that exciting?
William and Liam measured the children up again. They aren't ordinary people at all.
"Today is such a good day. We must have a good drink later." Alistair looked at the children lovingly.
Morales and Morgan leaned on his arm and said softly, "Great-Grandpa, you must've gone easy on Jack. You're the best. We all have to learn from you, Great-Grandpa."
Jacob massaged his back. "GreatGrandpa, you must be tired from playing chess. I'll give you a massage."
Though he was young, he was already as skilled as a professional. The children's young and adorable voices as they conversed made Alistair laugh loudly; he felt extremely happy.
Just then, James gave Bryan a look.
Immediately, Bryan stepped forward and spoke up with a smile. "Grandpa, other than running a company, Vania is a famous director. She's really good at making movies."
Alistair nodded. "I can tell that Vanie isn't just anyone.”
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