Xu Qing might or might not practice swordsmanship; Gong Ping didn't know.
But she did know he was very cheap.
Those who played Weasel Shepherd were all cheap… It might be a bit too absolute to say that, but shooting every other one with a rifle, there were definitely some that slipped through.
By eight o'clock, Jiang He still hadn't reached 1700 points, just shy of it, and she didn't extend the time either, promptly shutting down her live stream when the time came.
Then, she took a long breath, stretched lazily while leaning back in her chair, and sniffed at the rose next to the computer, her fingers constantly moving.
Playing in the Duel Arena for an hour, especially in the high-score sections, not only required mental focus but also left her fingers tired.
Although it was much more relaxing than her initial brick-moving days, that was only at the beginning. Any task repeated mechanically over a long period would become exhausting, so taking a day off really was blissful.
