"Good, good, good, this time I'll see how you're going to beat me!"
Ning Fan's indifferent attitude had clearly infuriated Situ Nan; he snorted coldly, picked up his bow and arrow, and walked to his spot. Glancing at Ning Fan, he declared, "The competition begins!"
Ning Fan lifted his hand nonchalantly and said, "You go first."
By this time, Situ Nan had no leisure to respond to Ning Fan's words. Once he entered his preparatory state, he had already excluded all distractions around him.
With a slight frown and a serious look in his eyes, Situ Nan flexed his fingers and drew the bowstring!
"Snap!"
A crisp sound!
Perfect score, dead center!
"Wow! Situ Nan is so awesome!"
A girl jumped up screaming, only to be pulled back by someone next to her, who whispered, "Don't disturb him; we're counting on him for our expenses today."
"Snap!"
With the confidence from the first arrow, Situ Nan drew his bow once again and hit his target firmly!
