Chapter 996

Natsume main residence.

The atmosphere in the living room was completely different.

The referee's announcement of victory came clearly from the TV speakers.

The fawning and certain smile on Natsume Qi Society's face froze instantly, and then peeled off piece by piece like a broken mask.

He widened his eyes, staring fixedly at Honda Takashi's miserable state of collapse and Natsume Chikage's calm figure on the screen, as if he had seen some terrifying scene he couldn't understand.

"Lost... lost? Honda Takashi... lost? And lost like this?!" His voice became sharp, with an unbelievable sense of absurdity, "How is this possible?! He is a professional 4-dan! How could he lose to Chikage, that... that..."

He held back the word "trash" for a long time, but couldn't say it, so he had to swallow it back.

The hand holding the teacup of Natsume Yuzhen hung in mid-air.

The playful, condescending expression on his face disappeared, replaced by a deep gloom.

He looked at the screen, his gaze lingering especially on Natsume Chikage's overly outstanding appearance and the calm yet dazzling momentum at this moment.

This was too far from the image of a "vase with some small talent that can be used" that he had anticipated.

A talented cousin from the branch family... this made him feel a trace of unease and the displeasure of being offended.

From beginning to end, Natsume Chunhui did not speak.

She just quietly finished the last sip of tea in her cup and gently placed the teacup back on the low table, making a slight clinking sound.

Her gaze remained on Natsume Chikage on the screen.

The corners of her mouth seemed to hook into a very faint, very faint arc.