C79 Chapter 79

The game was in full swing. Even though Murong Qing was standing far away, she still seemed to be able to see the small chessboard turning into a battlefield with deafening cheers.

The Crown Prince, with a black stick in his hand, had fallen into a trap after a few battles. He was hesitating, sticking to the situation and hesitating to put up a fight.

Looking at the crown prince's hesitant eyes