C82 Pet Section Is There Any Good Way

Ji Fengning picked up a black piece between his index and middle fingers and calmly threw it into the chessboard.

"Don't worry, didn't I tell you already? If something like that were to happen, wouldn't it be fine to just suppress it?"

"I did suppress him a few times, but he became more and more fierce. There was nothing I could do about it."

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