When the girls laughed at her recklessly, Fengyu released her third arrow, hitting an orange with precision. Fang Lingjun jumped up joyfully, "Ayu, you're amazing! Keep it up!"
Fang Lingjun was even happier than if she had hit the target herself.
"Hmph, it's just good luck."
"Exactly, a blind cat stumbling upon a dead mouse," Lin Yu Yan mocked.
Then, Fengyu set her sights on chrysanthemums. Six consecutive arrows nailed her targets, leaving one final shot. Fengyu had scored thirty-seven points.
"She's lost!" Lin Cheng laughed. "The last shot is the copper coin. Even for men, hitting the copper coin is challenging — let alone Fengyu. She's bound to fail."
King Qi stroked his chin, eying the fiery red figure intently. "What a pity."
Xie Xun, with a semi-smile, rested his chin on his hand. The little fox's tail couldn't stay hidden any longer.
