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A winning chess game?
La Wenwen's voice clearly reached the ears of the people in the gazebo below.
Not only did Zhuge Heng's face look baffled, but everyone else also raised their heads, puzzled.
"What do you mean, winning? Are you talking about this endgame?" someone asked curiously.
Zhuge Lin immediately and decisively shook her head, saying, "Impossible! Everyone knows how difficult this chess game is. My uncle couldn't reverse it with the black pieces, who else could be this skilled? Yutian's draw was already the best result!"
"That's true!"
"Is there anyone else up in the pavilion? Isn't it just Su Luo and La Wenwen? They're probably just putting on a show..."
"Obviously! They're just jealous of Miss Yutian's draw!"
Lu Yutian responded with a faint smile.
