"Red, would you like to have a contest?"
Upon hearing this, Red, who had just put away his water pouch, raised his eyebrows instantly.
"A contest?"
Lynn nodded, explaining, "The same distance, the same standard longbow, the same number of arrows."
"Whoever finishes shooting first and hits the bullseye the most wins."
"How about it?"
Red hesitantly asked, "Master, what's the stake for winning or losing..."
Lynn immediately glared at Red and said, "Although initially, you and Kuisi chose to join my territory, unlike the bought peasant war captives,"
"everything you have now is granted by me."
"Even if you lose, what are you worried about?"
Upon hearing this, Red's face showed a trace of embarrassment.
What Master Lynn said was indeed reasonable.
Lynn continued, "If you win, I can promise you one condition, as long as it's within my ability."
"Consider it a bonus for this contest."
"How about it now?"
