Qing Qiang secretly felt smug.
A waste is just a waste.
Earlier I thought this woman had some brains, but now it seems she's still a straw bag and a cowardly fool.
What use is having a Ruyi Bow?
If your archery is terrible, it's terrible. Even with a golden saddle on a limp horse, it's useless.
Donghuang Sheng has already missed four arrows. No matter how well Qing Qiang performs in the final shot, what difference does it make?
There's no telling what might happen if Donghuang Sheng really finishes last. Would they actually kill the princess from the Donghuang Dynasty?
"Thank you for your kind offer, Consort Qing, but if my shot is off, will you take my punishment for me?" Yun Sheng turned around with a smile, but there was no trace of gratitude in her eyes.
Qing Qiang sneered, "You're ungrateful. Let's see how you handle it afterward."
Yun Sheng calmly picked up an arrow again, drew the bow, and released the arrow.
