Yu Xian thought Xie Pinghuai was miserable. He knew nothing about his sister!
If Xie Qiao was weak, all the young ladies in the world would be as fragile as porcelain bottles!
"You shot so accurately..." Yu Xian gulped. After exclaiming in surprise, she could not help but give her a thumbs up. "Well done. Your skill is almost comparable to mine."
"No, it's just a small trick." Xie Qiao raised her tiny face.
Yu Xian thought Xie Qiao's humble look deserved a beating. She could not help but feel a strong desire to win!
"It's my turn to shoot next." Yu Xian reached out her hand, wanting to take the crossbow.
Xie Qiao frowned and clenched her fist tightly, refusing to let go.
Yu Xian did not really want to use force on Xie Qiao, but when she saw Xie Qiao's serious and proud look, she felt a surge of pride rise inside of her.
In terms of looks, Yu Xian admitted that she was not good-looking.
