Wanting To Curse

Red Boy pricked up his brows. He knew that Salted Fish had guessed his plan and was using paper to deal with him. However, Red Boy didn't have any intention of changing. As long as he produced paper, there was no chance of losing. Salted Fish was a wily old fox and a darn hooligan. He had many foul ideas, so there was no need for him to take the risk.

The second round ended with paper on both sides again.

Likewise for the third round.

And the fourth.

Paper!

The fifth round.

Paper!

Fangzheng shook his head and yawned when he saw the two stubborn fellows. "Let them slowly compete with each other. Jingzhen, Jingfa, and Jingkuan, don't watch. Go take a look at what's happening in the front yard. With the incense offerings so plenty recently, don't slack off."

The trio thought for a moment and knew that the duo's battle wouldn't come to an end anytime soon. Hence, they nodded and left.