The Simple Game

As he tried to imagine a beast that he would like to use as his piece on the game board, the first image that popped up in his mind was none other than Bimba's.

"Ah, Bimba."

Even though he was attached to Bimba, Zhao Luo didn't want to use him as a piece in a game even if that piece was just a statue resembling Bimba.

'Oh, I know. A statue of blue eyes white dragon would be a good match for that red-winged dragon.'

Zhao Luo mumbled while his arms were folded in front of his chest as he nodded his head, barely able to hide his grin because of the surprise he was going to give the senior in front of him. Just then, Bu Xing opened his mouth.

"So. you have chosen a sand lion. How mediocre."

Bu Xing said with a smile as he had already won the war of imagination.

Zhao Luo was stunned as he listened to Bu Xing making fun of him.

"But I haven't eve-"