Mu Cheng ran to the training ground with a cheerful heart.
On the way, he even imagined the tragic scene of Jiu Zhou being defeated miserably in front of Mo Shangjun. —Just thinking about this filled Mu Cheng with immense joy.
However, reality once again delivered a cruel and ruthless blow to him.
When he arrived at the training ground, he did not see Mo Shangjun and Jiu Zhou confronting each other at all. In fact—that scene made Mu Cheng feel a rush of blood in his throat.
Mo Shangjun sat cross-legged on the ground, holding a deck of poker cards, with Chu Ye and Peng Yuqiu sitting across from her. The three of them were having a great time playing—
Dou Di Zhu!
Meanwhile, everyone else, including Jiu Zhou, was gathered around at a distance, watching the fun.
Good grief!
Mu Cheng took a deep breath and strode over.
"No cards left."
Mo Shangjun lazily tossed her final card and said to the two.
Peng Yuqiu and Chu Ye exchanged glances.
