Looking at how she lost more than she won, Luo Qianqian secretly vowed that next time she would leave Tang Tianyi absolutely defeated.
However, every time she was defeated by him, she couldn't help but admire his foresight, and her mentality became increasingly composed.
That morning, Luo Qianqian finished her morning cultivation, her face brimming with enthusiasm for the day, and headed to the lakeside. She found several red strings about a few dozen centimeters from the lake bottom, parallel to the ground, outlining a grid pattern.
Instantly, she was puzzled: "What is this for?"
"It's supposed to be a game board, right?"
Tang Tianyi had just arrived and followed Luo Qianqian's gaze. The calm water now had these strings, adding a certain style, unlike before when it seemed like a dry pool.
Yet the familiar spot by the lake didn't have the familiar figure.
