Angry Feng Wu (3)

Her chess skills…

Her beautiful master had trained her for years since she was little. Needless to say, she was a great player.

She immediately saw that Mr. Lu wasn't Mr. Xu's match at all.

In a few moves, Mr. Xu would win.

Resting her chin on her hands, Feng Wu studied the game. "Mr. Lu, is this a bet?"

Mr. Lu said casually, "Yes."

"What's at stake?"

Mr. Lu glanced at Feng Wu. "The all-purpose transformation liquid."

Feng Wu was infuriated.

This man didn't cherish other people's hard work at all!

It had taken her some painstaking effort to find the all-purpose transformation liquid. He couldn't play the generous man and give it away!

Feng Wu smirked. "Do you think the all-purpose transformation liquid is yours? Why do you think you have the right to give it away?"

Her voice was loud enough for everybody to hear.

Mr. Lu was astonished.

So was Mr. Xu.