C207 One Meal

"Mercy, huh?"

Upon hearing Mo Fanchen's comment, the onlookers interpreted it as a taunt and felt a surge of anger rise within them.

"We don't need your mercy! Bring out all you've got!"

As the chess player spoke, his presence intensified dramatically, with visible ripples of genuine energy swirling around him.

Without giving Mo Fanchen a chance to utter another word