Qing You’s Shot. The Martial Match
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"Mm." Yun Jian nodded, not refusing her.
Qing You was terrific in administering poison but her marksmanship was not the best.
In spite of it, no matter how bad she was, she could still be the best among these people in a mafia tea party like this.
Xu Zetian did not comment as he knew that Yun Jian must have her own reason for agreeing.
Yun Jian stood at the corner, relatively hidden among the three of them, but she was still the most eye-catching.
When Long Youcheng talked to Yun Jian just now, it had attracted a lot of attention to the trio. Hearing that she was the boss of Falcon Hall, the other guests were even more curious who they would send to join the match.
"Falcon Hall will probably send the middle-aged man who looks more robust out for the match. The two girls look utterly unconvincing! And the first round tests marksmanship. They probably have never even touched a gun before."
People began talking about them.