"Also, you are an archery goddess, why do you have to fight close combat against him?
Sun Mo stretched out his fingers and rapped lightly on Ying Baiwu's head. "A victory is a victory. Don't have too many random thoughts."
"I understand."
Ying Baiwu pouted.
"However, you fought very well!"
Sun Mo rubbed the iron-headed girl on her head. "Remember to protect yourself well. You are only 14 years old. There's no need for you to suffer heavy injuries and destroy your own future."
As she heard Sun Mo's concerned words, Ying Baiwu's eyes grew red. She hurriedly lifted her arm and pretended to wipe her sweat while wiping away her tears. After that, she hugged Sun Mo's arms.
"I've remembered your advice!"
The iron-headed girl felt currents of warmth in her heart. Even the minor bad feelings from earlier had vanished. She only felt intense joy.
