"I heard from one of Mom's comrades with the surname Cai that Mom's marksmanship is second in the military unit. No one dares to be first. I think I inherited Mom's talent."
Ye Jian had moved stealthily under the sunlight for a long time. Even the hair on her forehead was drenched in sweat, and her clothes stuck to her skin. A drop of sweat gathered at the tip of her hair. As she spoke, the sweat dripped down her long eyelashes and disappeared into her eye.
Ye Jian's eyes were used to being stimulated by the sweat, so she didn't feel uncomfortable at all. Because of the smile on Mr. Fu's face, her eyes were shining like the stars. She didn't look tired from the training. Instead, she looked brighter and more confident.
His daughter… really liked this kind of training!
Mr. Fu was elated when he realized this, but at the same time, he felt a little bitter.
