In the back of the hover car.
Qing Chen looked at Li Changqing with some curiosity, "Was it Lao Jiu who said I wanted to play with sniper rifles?"
Li Changqing said with a smile, "He told me everything, saying that you are a genius with firearms. Within 50 meters, you can hit whatever you aim at."
"But there was no need to rush to the shooting range today," Qing Chen asked casually, "was it someone's suggestion?"
"Yes, when I took Qing Yi to see Lao Jiu, he said your shooting skills were divine. So, that kid Qing Yi, after hearing about you, wanted to witness it himself," Li Changqing said. "Lao Jiu also said that with any firearm or bow in your hands, you'd hit the target within three attempts. By the way, there's a sharpshooter in Qing Yi's bodyguard team picked out from the Federation's forces; he even joked about wanting to compete with you."
Qing Yi.
Qing Chen pondered.
For a moment, he wondered if Qing Yi could also be a Time Traveler?
