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... "Three hundred souls a match, three hundred souls a match!"
The bald old man at the chess booth shouted:
"Three hundred souls a game, three hundred souls a game!"
Li Yiyi was excited:
"If I win, what’s the prize?"
The bald old man shook his head:
"The prize is uncertain, whatever the winner needs most at that moment, the prize will be."
Li Yiyi raised her eyebrows:
"Boasting."
The old man chuckled:
"If the young lady ...
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