"AHhhhhhhh! I already lost more than 20 points, why are you still attacking fiercely?" Nan Luo wanted to cry with blood and tears when he saw the messed up board. He had been bragging in front of Feng Ao Kuai, but he ended up being slaughtered inside this game.
It was to the point that he didn't know what to do anymore.
"Didn't I tell you before that you have to think before making a move?" Feng Ao Kuai was expressionless. Since Nan Luo dared to provoke him, he would make sure this younger cousin of his knew the price he had to pay.
"I already think…"
"Not enough."
"Ugh…" Nan Luo held the next stone with tears on his face. He really wanted to just flip this board. The situation looked so hopeless for him.
"It's your turn." Feng Ao Kuai was calm as he looked at Nan Luo.
"Can we stop playing?" Nan Luo asked weakly.
"No."
