Who Pads the Floor

Shangguan Nanyi had long been famous outside, and had not met an opponent for many years. He did not expect Xiao Feimo to be so good at chess, and it was completely out of his expectations.

Normally, he would be courteous to others, but he had already made up his mind that he would win against Xiao Feimo.

Xiao Feimo was even more swift and decisive, the two people who seemed calm on the surface were battling fiercely on the chess board.

After playing this game for a long time, Xiao Feimo finally won.

"Prince is indeed powerful. I feel ashamed of myself."

Shangguan Nanyi was both willing and extremely unwilling to lose.

"Killing one thousand enemies and self-inflicted eight hundred damage. This is a game-winning gamble."

This was the first time Xiao Feimo was so focused in his chess game, if he was slightly careless, he would lose, and Shangguan Nanyi was one of the few people that he admired from the bottom of his heart.