Tang Huai stood in front of the target, somewhat nervous.
She aimed ahead.
The arrow shot out, and the target in front shook slightly.
As soon as the arrow left her bow, Tang Huai's eyes widened, staring at the target ahead.
She didn't have the confidence to hit above the eighth ring; her gaze first skated around the edge of the target.
Huh, the arrow landed on the red dot at the center of the target.
Jing Xuan saw the hole in the tenth ring, lifted his lips slightly, his deep eyes sparkled with a touch of brilliance.
Jing Juntao's always stern and sharp eyes widened slightly.
Hit the tenth ring?!
He could hardly believe it; Tang Huai actually hit the tenth ring?!
Zhang Shiwan's complexion turned pale, disbelievingly staring at the target ahead.
Was it Tang Huai who shot?
Hadn't she said she had never played before?
Zhang Shiwan seemed to sense she was being played...
