The archery competition continued, with the contestants eager to impress the beautiful ladies. Undeterred by setbacks, they pressed on for half a Shichen without stopping.
During this time, some lucky ones hit the target, drawing excited cheers and making their faces flush with excitement.
"Well done!"
The Naiman Chieftain slapped his thigh and cheered loudly, feeling gratified to see such outstanding young people on the Grassland.
"Brother Meng, it's your turn now."
The brothers waited until the end, after all the eagles of the Grassland had finished shooting. The young men reluctantly turned their gaze back, now all looking at Wang Meng unanimously.
"Okay!"
Wang Meng rolled up his sleeves and, under the watchful eyes of his brothers, stood up and strode to the center of the field.
"Commander Xu, is this young man your guest?"
The Naiman Chieftain was visibly taken aback when he saw the big-browed, imposing young man for the first time.
