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"Oh?"

When he saw the piece that Mo Xia had placed in his middle, Jiang Beiran placed the white piece that he had just taken out back into the chess box and started to think seriously.

'Phew... Phew...'

Mo Xia's breathing quickened and he clenched his fists tightly when he saw how serious his senior brother was.

"Mo Xia."

"Yes!" Mo Xia immediately sat up straight and replied.

"Your hand embedding is becoming more and more divine. Not bad."

The so-called embedded hand was a bad move in the fixed form stage. It seemed clumsy, but it was actually a trick to set up a trap and lure people into falling for it.

Jiang Beiran knew that Mo Xia had often tried to use his underestimation of the enemy to set up traps, but he had said it once.

She thought that he would give up on this method, but she did not expect him to use it even better.

Mo Xia didn't know whether to be happy or sad when she heard this compliment.