Every time she appeared, the excited cheers of the onlookers would follow, even the slick and sly young men of the Imperial Guards couldn't help but admire the young girl, praising her generously.
Su Qingluo placed her feet on the stirrups, deliberately straightening her back, pulling the bowstring taut and allowing the arrow to stay on the string a little longer, trying to make her actions as clear as possible for Su Ziqin to see.
"Whoosh!"
As soon as the steed galloped to the optimal distance, she decisively released her hand, and the arrow flew off the string, hitting the red center of the target.
"Nice!"
Her precise archery skills once again received a round of enthusiastic applause.
When she reached the next target, she purposely drew her bow early, leaning forward, shooting the arrow, and continued moving after hitting the red center.