"Minister Lu, having said this, I still want to tell you a story!"
"I wonder if you want to hear it?"
Another story?
Everyone couldn't help but sit up straight.
Even Lu Zezhong himself cast a surprised and puzzled glance.
"You have another story to tell?"
Ji Youzhi nodded, "This story is a bit longer, of course, if you don't want to hear it, I can make it short, just one sentence will do!"
Lu Zezhong was half-believing and half-doubting as he said to him, "Then don't tell it, summarize it in one sentence!"
Lu Zezhong was a bit panicked inside, he was terribly afraid that he had fallen into someone else's trap unknowingly.
He was not a fool, the trap Ji Youzhi mentioned just now, he thought about it for a long time, was nothing more than Xiaorou and Ming Bowl.
If it was Xiaorou, who would be the one playing the game?
How could he have placed the piece that is Xiaorou more than thirty years ago?
If it wasn't Xiaorou, then it was Ming Bowl!
