Staying in Chen Lingsu's star tomb, Han Fei told her stories for a full month. In the end, Han Fei was forced to use his trump card.
He took out the Go and Fish Dragon Cards.
The Graveyard of Gods became lively, and all the gods began to play them to pass the time.
Slap!
Chen Lingsu put down a Go piece and shook her head slightly. "You lost again."
Han Fei was lost for words. "Senior, we're just playing a game. If I can't even shake it when you infuse your divinity into it, how can we continue to play?"
Chen Lingsu said, "In this game, there is momentum. It seems that you can't shake me with one piece, but with the dragon slaying momentum, you can resist divinity… In the end, your level is too low."
Han Fei: "..."
A god teased, "Little friend Han Fei, you were the one who invented this game, but your skill in playing it is the weakest. Tsk, tsk… You have to work harder!"
"Hehe…"
