C914 Protect Our God of Cross 115
On the dining table, Xu Qingdu watched the group of people playing Aeroplane Chess with cards in their hands as they bit the pearls in their mouths in boredom.
Soong Zhiye might really be a god. Even if he was playing Aeroplane Chess, he could always become the first contestant to return to his position with all the flags.
After happily playing three rounds
