"Of course! Our Sister Youyou's marksmanship is so precise that I'm afraid no one in your generation can catch up."
The speaker was still the girl named Liu Shuang.
"Ha! Who knows if what you're saying is true or false? If you're so capable, let's see you compete!" Nie Jiu was the type who couldn't stand to lose, rough and tumble like a tomboy.
"I want to compete with her."
Ling You suddenly fixed her gaze on Lan Jin, and in the glance between them, an inherent pride shone through, filled with a hint of provocation, as she spoke deliberately.
Following her gaze, Nie Jiu looked at Lan Jin, "Can you?"
Lan Jin raised an eyebrow, gave Ling You a meaningful look, then coldly dropped her eyes: "I can't."
Nie Jiu was taken aback, then abruptly turned to Ling You, "If she doesn't know how, what's the point of competing with her? Are you an old-timer looking to bully the new kid? Tch, have some shame."
