Little Firefly's archery was very good. She did not miss the shot. And to Zhou Yu, the high-pitched scream of the ex-boyfriend of Mu Jiajia sounded much more beautiful than his song.
As the ex-boyfriend reached his hand to his butt, he removed a toothpick-sized arrow and threw it to the ground. When he glanced around, he could not find anyone who did this to him. Feeling strange, the ex-boyfriend adjusted his mind and was ready to continue to sing.
Just then, however, the second arrow struck again. Although this time it was not the buttock, it hurt even more because the place it hit was the tender spot in the middle. So the ex-boyfriend let out a painful scream again, leaving the crowd in confusion.
"Who! ?"