mo nan chong heard someone shouting in the crowd and looked up. " it's just so-so. "
she said it very casually.
however, the golden fox turned around and looked at mo nan chong suspiciously.
average?
her marksmanship was simply superb, and her understanding of firearms was unparalleled. if she were to say that she was only average, no one could surpass her.
of course, this was just to fool others.
golden fox did not believe it.
obviously, her "so-so" had filled the group of bodyguards with confidence. they felt that if master chong said "so-so," then it really was so-so.
perhaps, he was even worse than average.
"miss mo, you must be being modest. your kung fu is so powerful, so your marksmanship must be even more powerful. since you're here, why don't we have a spear technique competition?"
mo nan chong did not refuse.
after that, everyone changed the venue and went to play shooting.
