When Hanyu started getting busy, the goofy Ou Youning pounced over and grabbed Ren Zhong's leg.
"Ren, you're awesome! Unreal! Even the legendary Sid Meier couldn't hold a candle to you!"
Ren Zhong blushed slightly and waved his hand repeatedly, "That's too much, too much praise. Many of my battle strategies come from Sid Meier's insights; he's a truly skilled elder."
Ou Youning shook his head vigorously, "I don't know him anyway. But I feel like the main character in a story. Ren, you're my cheat-code grandpa, here to carry me to victory!"
Ren Zhong: "..."
Are you serious?
Why are you overacting?
Did you know you were the first to stab me in the back?
You left your old man exposed in the wilderness, does your grandfather know?
Wouldn't he jump out of his grave and smack your noggin?
The others were all covering their faces in embarrassment, even Hanyu, who was dismantling the crystal chip, had a shaky hand, nearly ruining a perfect piece.
