Four seconds had passed.
The little girl hung the ring on the arrow, froze it with frost, and drew her bow aiming at the vault of heaven.
"Go."
A whisper.
A flash of cold light, a streak of floating luminance raced away, vanishing in an instant.
6 seconds!
No time left!
Without any disarray, the little girl quickly nocked another arrow and shot it with all her strength.
Whoosh—
The second arrow soared into the sky, instantly turning into twelve arc-shaped ice splinters before disappearing.
Time was up!
Shen Ye bounced off the little girl.
"Can I go now?" the little girl asked.
"Go ahead," Shen Ye said.
The little girl cheered and didn't even take the stairs, instead kicking off the walls with her feet and climbing with her hands and feet all the way to the seventeenth floor.
She tumbled into the corridor, directly reaching the door of Room 1701.
Shen Ye stood aside, looking up at the sky expectantly.
In space.
A large space station orbiting around a planet.