Exchange Cards

Zhuo Zheng had a smile on his face as he affectionately went to touch the little boy's head.

However, the little boy pursed his lips and turned around to protect the card.

Then, he ran far away as if he was guarding against a thief and said, "No."

Zhuo Zheng stood rooted to the ground with a dumbfounded look on his face. When he turned his head, he could no longer see the little brat.

The bullet screen in the live broadcast room was also confused.

When they saw that Zhuo Zheng was defeated, they could not help but discuss it with heartache.

"Zhuo Zheng is truly pitiful. The card was actually taken away by a little child."

"It's alright. Zhuo Zheng has already found a lot of cards. He will definitely win today."

"Eh, don't you guys think that the little brat just now is very strange? It's as if he came specially to look for the card."

"Maybe he's just fooling around."

Zhuo Zheng didn't pay too much attention to it.