Twin Dragons Part III

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“Shit!”

Even Cheewin, who was in the VIP room, cursed loudly as he stood up from his seat due to pure shock. The wrinkled face of the elder man suddenly turned ghastly pale.

“She has a counter card like that up her sleeve? How much control does that girl want from this game? So, our Royal Dragon is taken out of the game now… You’ve gone and done it. Damn.”

The old man spoke as he threw his wide-brimmed hat onto the floor, frustrated that his team’s captain was completely boxed in. The other two women in the room lightly chuckled, while Madame Fon could only sigh.

“Completely fooled, huh.”

“Manager, don’t say that!” Cheewin cried out at her. “We’re at a disadvantage here.”

“Disadvantage?” Madame Fon arched her brow. “We’re not at a disadvantage even one bit, Mr. President. By “completely fooled”, I didn’t mean Joke… I meant the opponent, who fell into that four-eye’s trap.”

“Huh?”

Both Cheewin and Bam exclaimed as they heard Madame Fon’s clarification.