C417 Sand Department Chess Board

The Yangtze River was still rolling. The boats on the surface of the river had already avoided the center of the river, heading towards the north bank of the Huangbo River pier. They had entered a safe zone.

Zhang Tianrann looked at the river surface, his eyes narrowed and he nodded slightly.

Wang Kunpeng did not break his promise, since he lost, he had to take out the metal board