Yan Shuming raised his eyebrows and smiled at Chu Xiyao, "Xiyao, want to have a match?"
"Hurry, hurry, the clash of masters—this is going to be exciting!"
"Who do you think will win?"
"Damn, what kind of friends are you guys? So many people, and not one is betting on me to win?" Yan Shuming couldn’t help but complain!
"Someone who bets on you winning isn’t really a friend, are they? How can we not know your skills?"
"Yeah, you’re good, but to beat Xiyao, you’ll need to practice a couple more years!"
"Hahaha... that’s right, that’s right!"
A group of about a dozen people accompanied Chu Xiyao, both men and women. Both competitors had already selected their bows and arrows and put on their protective gear before taking their positions on the shooting lanes!
"How do you want to compete?" asked Chu Xiyao.
Yan Shuming pointed to the moving targets ahead and said, "Six arrows each, fired simultaneously. The one with the higher score wins."
As their words ended, both of them drew arrows and notched their bows to begin shooting!
The next second, with a "whoosh, whoosh, whoosh," the arrows flew out one after the other.
Each arrow could score a maximum of ten points, and with these moving targets, missing entirely was also a possibility.
Of course, for experts like Chu Xiyao and Yan Shuming, missing was out of the question; they generally scored eight or nine points!
In the case of moving targets, that was already considered a very high score!
"Xiyao and Yan Shuming are really impressive, even for moving targets they can score so high."
"Indeed, no wonder they are the two strongest after Fu Qiyuan; who would dare to compete against them?"
With the final two arrows, "whoosh, whoosh," all the scores were out.
Yan Shuming had three eight-point shots and three nine-point shots!
Chu Xiyao had two eight-point shots and four nine-point shots and won against Yan Shuming by one point!
The onlookers were amazed, "Xiyao is Xiyao, impressive indeed!"
"Yan Shuming, once again defeated by Xiyao, how do you feel?"
"What can he feel? Hasn’t he gotten used to losing?"
"Hahaha... indeed! I shouldn’t have asked."
"Only the young master of the Fu family can beat Xiyao, right!"
Chu Xiyao remained calm and composed in the face of everyone’s compliments.
She looked over at Su Ran, catching her gaze. There was a depth in their eyes that others couldn’t understand.
Fu Qiyuan noticed the girl’s attention had shifted and took hold of her chin, turning her entire head back.
Forcing her gaze to land on his face.
"What are you looking at?"
"It seems very lively over there."
Fu Qiyuan glanced over briefly before returning his attention.
Su Ran nodded, "Mhm."
After saying that, the man picked up a pair of protective gloves and methodically helped Su Ran put them on.
Next was the arm guard. He did everything himself without letting Su Ran lift a finger—spoiling her beyond belief.
Fu Qixiu and Mo Shangjie squatted behind the two, drawing circles with their fingers. Seeing this scene, they pursed their lips, speeding up the movement of their fingers!
Yan Shuming and the others also noticed this scene and became quiet, watching the pair intently.
Su Ran held a bow in her hand, standing sideways on the shooting lane.
The man encircled her from behind, handing her an arrow while his warm fingertips rested on the back of her hand.
"Close your eyes, relax your arms."
The deep voice, tinged with a magnetic sexiness, resonated along with the warmth of his breath, spraying on the shell of her ear.
Su Ran’s ears began to feel slightly warm; she was entirely enveloped in Fu Qiyuan’s arms, surrounded by the man’s subtle and pleasant fragrance.
Her back pressed against his chest, and even through layers of fabric, she could feel the man’s fiery body temperature and the steady beating of his heart.
Su Ran’s thoughts started to drift, but the man’s sudden voice brought her back.
"Xiao Ran, time to focus!"
"Daydreaming about what?"
Su Ran remained silent, but she heard the man say again:
"I guess you’re thinking about me."
The Archery Hall was exceptionally quiet at the moment, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
Therefore, Fu Qiyuan’s sexy and teasing words fell into everyone’s ears.
Was the private Fu Qiyuan really ?
Abstinent and seductive!
The other girls on the field had their faces flushed by the man’s magnetic voice.
Especially with his lazy and noble demeanor, yet he spoke such alluring words seriously, just listening to them made their whole bodies tingle.
A man like Fu Qiyuan, known for his clear-mindedness and indifference to female charms, once he dabbled in love, indeed, he could be lethal.
Chu Xiyao, standing nearby, unconsciously clenched her fists, the calmness that she had deliberately feigned from the beginning finally showing cracks.
Her mind was now filled with the image of Fu Qiyuan, deeply affectionate.
His partiality and affection were enough to make everyone’s heart race wildly.
But his affection, unfortunately, didn’t belong to her!
It was another woman he held in his arms, another woman who brought him down from his pedestal.
Her heart was a mix of anger and jealousy, and the emotions she had been suppressing suddenly began to crumble.
Su Ran’s beautiful pupils calmly watched the man, and after a moment, she spoke:
"I am human, not a god!"
A normal woman would also be tempted by beauty!
Hearing this, Fu Qiyuan couldn’t help but stifle a laugh, his deep laughter gently spilling out with the bob of his Adam’s apple, reddening people’s cheeks.
"Hmm, our Xiao Ran is also a normal person, who can be swayed by attraction too."
Doesn’t she have any dignity?
"Are you still willing to teach?" Su Ran asked with a black face, grinding her teeth, yet her ears were somewhat hot.
"I will teach," Fu Qiyuan said with a smile, watching the girl, his lips casually curling up again, "but this time, Xiao Ran, make sure you don’t get lost in thoughts about me!"
"...Fu Qiyuan!!" Su Ran bit down hard on her teeth!
Seeing that the girl was really ruffled, Fu Qiyuan just softly smiled and again rested an arrow on the bow.
"Aim at the center of the target, release!"
With the man’s deep voice, Su Ran released her fingers without a second thought.
"Whish" went the arrow!
Fu Qixiu and Mo Shangjie jumped up from the ground, clapping their hands with a "pat pat"!
Fu Qiyuan patted the girl’s head, offering praise:
"Not bad, want to try yourself?"
Su Ran nodded, "Okay."
Fu Qiyuan stepped aside, moving away from the shooting lane, but his gaze still rested on Su Ran.
Su Ran took an arrow, placed it on the bowstring, aimed at the target’s center, and her fingers gently released.
Feels a bit like a slap in the face, doesn’t it!
Su Ran turned her head, her expression a bit stiff. She looked at Fu Qiyuan without uttering a word.
Fu Qiyuan’s gaze was gentle as he lifted his hand and clapped.
Is this what you call very good?
Fu Qixiu, holding back laughter, was about to burst into guffaws, but upon receiving the threatening look from his older brother, he immediately stifled it and miserably started clapping along.
"Hahaha, good, very good! At the very least, sister-in-law, you hit the target, which is already quite impressive!"