"Mo Shangjun!"
At the moment Ding Jing called her name, Mo Shangjun had a bad feeling.
Soon, this premonition was realized.
Everyone's eyes around gathered and uniformly fell on Mo Shangjun, this "fellow player."
These gazes were filled with confusion.
—Why would Ding Jing call her?
—Do they have some untold story?
With Ding Jing's shout, Su Bei and You Nianyu naturally shifted their gaze, focusing on Mo Shangjun, who was hidden in the crowd and ready to slip away.
Su Bei gave You Nianyu a look.
The meaning was clear: as soon as Mo Shangjun appears, defeat is certain.
Even though they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they could almost be sure that the half-remaining flag was Mo Shangjun's doing.
And, Ding Jing had four half-flags, while they only had two complete flags left.
If Mo Shangjun managed to piece together Ding Jing's flags, they surely had no chance of winning.
