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"Am I the loser again?" Xia Xunyu muttered. Murong Sixuan twisted his neck and said calmly: "Now you owe me eleven tubes of Mentos and twenty-three boxes of TicTac candies. Continue?" Xia Xunyu flattened his cherry-like mouth and said a little unconvinced: "I know you are very smart, much smarter than me, so I am convinced that I have lost to you in chess, chess, Go, checkers, and beast chess, but why do I lose even in flying chess? Am I not even luckier than you?"
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