Xing Yue looked at Feng Qing, who was not far away, and a look of frustration flashed across his eyes. He thought to himself, I didn't expect her to get married so early.
Madam Mingxue and Duke Raymond got into the car and waved goodbye to Feng Qing before leaving the shooting range under the protection of many cars.
…
In the car, Madam Mingxue leaned back in her chair and mumbled to herself, "This little girl is really interesting. Her marksmanship is accurate and she's decisive. When she was shooting just now, she could shoot the points she wanted. 9.5, 8.5, 7.5…"
Although her voice was not loud, Raymond could still hear her clearly. He took a deep breath and sighed sincerely. "That's right. Qingqing's performance today was completely beyond my expectations. I didn't expect her to be so powerful. Faced with so many killers, not only was she not flustered at all, but she could also quickly counterattack. Her marksmanship in combat is also ridiculously accurate."
