"Oh, really? What exactly is this game?"
Seeing the dazzlingly radiant Tan Menglu, Chong Xiaoqian could not help asking. But the moment the question left her lips, she regretted it, as though she had touched upon some forbidden taboo.
"Not bad. You can be taught. That's an excellent question—it seems you have quite the aptitude."
Tan Menglu was very satisfied when she heard this. "What is a game? No one can define it, and no one can explain it. It is the universe, encompassing all things and including everything. It is life itself—bitterness and sweetness, joys and sorrows, meetings and partings. Only by truly playing can you discover that the charm of games is boundless."
She stood up and waved her little fists, her entire body radiating fanatical fervor.
"I see. I still have something to do, so I'll come play with you another day."
Chong Xiaoqian said guiltily. She was increasingly convinced that the other party was an extremely dangerous person, somewhat like one of those fanatical religious believers. Maybe she was planning to rope her into some cult.
She wanted to find an excuse to slip away and stay far from this exceedingly dangerous individual.
If she kept staying with this person, she might even be infected herself.
"What? You want to run? I haven't even properly told you about the appeal of games yet, and you already want to leave? You won't even give Tan Menglu face?" Tan Menglu seized Chong Xiaoqian in one swift motion, her gaze turning dangerous.
"N-no need. I understand enough already."
Chong Xiaoqian wanted to flee even more. She had walked straight into a den of thieves. Her intestines were green with regret now—how she regretted not listening to those commoners' advice. Otherwise, how could she have fallen into the hands of