Chapter 1105: Seven-Colored Phoenix

The night ran deep, with shattered starlight scattered like dust. Frank Yale held his head as he walked down the bustling main street, feeling as if he stepped on bundles of cotton, staggering with every stride. "Whoa!" He rubbed his eyes again and again, yet the dancing golden stars refused to fade. His heavenly calculations were second to none; he had indeed foreseen his win. What he hadn't counted on was Mu Wanqing playing dirty. She caught him flat-footed. He didn't even have time to find...