"Ah—look!"
That guy pointed at the two targets that had just been turned into sieves by Gu Xiaoer, and at the ring scores on them, exclaiming in awe.
"There's actually a ten-ring! Gu Xiaoer really hit the ten-ring!"
Sharpshooter Wei Yang snorted dismissively. "Tch, she fired thirty consecutive shots, landing one by luck is nothing to brag about!"
"It's not like that, go look for yourselves!"
Everyone was drawn by his voice; their gazes followed, and they all immediately dropped their jaws in unison. One by one, they first turned to stone, then completely collapsed.
"Th-this… am I seeing things… are those two targets shaped like an S and a B?"
"They really are..."
"Yeah, you're not seeing things wrong. Gu Xiaoer literally shot out two letters!"
Some people still hadn't reacted and, like a clueless Baby, asked curiously, "An S and a B, is there some special meaning?"
A bunch of people rolled their eyes hard and glared at this naïve, curious Baby.
