Jian Qingqing's heart was racing as she gave Li Tingyan a flirty glance.
Li Tingyan ignored her, thinking she had a twitch in her eye. But even if she did, it had nothing to do with him; he didn't know who she was, and besides his wife, even if others died right in front of him, he would just remain expressionless.
Nianyang, under the sympathetic gaze of everyone, took out a dart aimed at the iron net above her.
Unexpectedly, the first dart missed.
"Hahaha!"
Jeers echoed around her. Although their throws weren't great, after yesterday's practice, they could mostly hit the bird's wings. But Nianyang missed entirely, which was laughable.
He Huixi laughed so hard she almost doubled over. Having witnessed Nianyang's unmatched elegance before, she couldn't understand why Nianyang faltered here. The contrast was too stark, and He Huixi found it truly satisfying!
