Fifth Brother was happy to see Nan Qiao's awkwardness, so he grabbed her hand and guided her.
Nan Qiao found it novel and fun, so her interest grew.
After roughly understanding, Nan Qiao stood on the spot alone with her bow and arrow raised. She took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.
She closed her eyes and adjusted her emotions. When she opened them again, there was no innocence in her eyes. Her gaze was focused as she stared at the bullseye and shot an arrow.
Because there was a camera in the direction of the bullseye, it could capture everyone's gaze.
The audience saw the scene just now deeply.
"Little Sister's gaze just now was quite fierce."
"Little Sister's gaze just now scared me."
"No matter how fierce your aura is, it's useless. You still have to have the ability."
With a gust of wind, an arrow shot onto the target.
"Nan Qiao, Third Ring."
