Shooting was not a difficult task. There were seven or eight teenagers present, but all of them missed. None of them got any points.
Elder MU watched with Relish. He even patted the little girl's head and sighed, "This group of kids shot pretty well. Although they didn't hit the target, they are still young. It's not like they don't have room for improvement."
After all, not everyone was that kind of genius. Students had to be nurtured slowly.
The little girl lowered her head and looked at her grandfather's admiring expression. She thought of something and said softly, "My father can do it too."
After a pause, ye sang's eyes lit up. She pointed at the target and said word by word, "The gun is better than them."
"..."
Old Master Mu did not respond.
