Until the last chess piece, Shiyu held it but hesitated to place it down.
Scorpio's tightly furrowed brows slightly relaxed, and even applauded.
He praised her, "It's okay, make your move, you have won, you played beautifully."
Shiyu let out a small sigh of relief, yet still bowed her head, "Thank you, thank you, sir."
"Next one."
When Scorpio's subordinate was about to pull Sparrow over, Shiyu still sat there, unmoving.
Scorpio tilted his head, looking at her, "What are you doing?"
"I want to play another round, on her behalf."
Clutching the chess piece, gently tapping on the board, Scorpio said with interest, "You think you can keep winning?"
"I just want to take her place."
"Oh, if you lose, you'll go to the Laboratory, and she'll leave, right?"
Scorpio waved his hand.
The children previously thrown into the Witch's Laboratory were dragged out, all lying on the ground, unconscious, uncertain if alive or dead, their bodies covered with pitch-black marks, hideous wounds.
