C864 Beauty

Tiange glanced at Fengqing and shrugged. "Well, this is awkward."

Fengqing held the black-and-white flag in his hand. He had made two identical ones from the start, so there was no way he was mistaken. "If I say the flag I have is the real one, would you believe me, Tiange?"

"I would," Tiange replied without hesitation, then turned to Hsiang Yan. "Would you?"

"No," Hsiang Yan shook his head