Si Yuting did not refuse and took it.
The gun still had some residual warmth, and Si Yuting calmly loaded the bullets.
Qu Tong gave up her spot to Si Yuting.
The man's movements were so standard they seemed like they came straight from a textbook, giving the impression that even the slightest deviation would ruin this ultimate elegance.
Another round of gasps ensued, a perfect score.
Unperturbed, Si Yuting walked off the platform and handed the gun to Qu Tong, "I'm giving it to you."
Qu Tong was startled for a moment, then happily accepted, "Thank you, Your Highness."
Ah! Indeed, the Admiral is generous.
How could Si Yuting's gun possibly be an ordinary one?
The moment she fired the first shot she realized this: although the gun did not require spiritual power, its might was so great it could even penetrate a spirit power barrier.
Considering everyone was staring, Qu Tong refrained from giving Si Yuting a loving hug right there and then.