All four battlefields had descended into chaos.
Deep inside Starfield Ranch, eight people fought in pairs.
Each unleashed their own powers.
The house in the distance remained silent.
Inside the house.
Zhang Kuang sat opposite a burly middle-aged man with clearly defined muscles.
An unconscious middle-aged woman lay beside them. It was Ye Hongqing.
A Chinese chessboard sat on the table between the two men.
Zhang Kuang picked up a piece and made his move.
"Big Xu, I never expected you to challenge me to chess."
Xu He considered for a moment, then picked up a piece and made his move as well.
"Old Zhang, there's no bad blood between us. We used to get along pretty well, too. There's no need to fight to the death over a woman who betrayed Old Li."
"Never mind you. I don't have any grudge against Old Li, either."
Zhang Kuang stroked the sleek, glossy hair beneath his helmet, glanced at Xu He, and gave a disdainful smile.
Watching the board, he said mildly, "If things aren't working out with Guo Jiuxiao, you can come to me and Old Li."
"All right, I understand. I'll keep that in mind."
Zhang Kuang made another move.
He knew Xu He was stalling, waiting for the others to come to his aid.
But he had no choice but to go along with it.
After all, they had already tested each other several times when he came through the door.
If they really fought, he wasn't confident he could defeat Xu He.
Since they could settle this with their minds, Zhang Kuang naturally wouldn't choose to settle it with their fists.
"Old Zhang, how did your chess get better after two years in a kindergarten? Don't tell me you've improved at every board and card game?"
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