Qiao Jing put down her bow and arrow and casually glanced at Fu Ming.
"You sure you want to teach me?"
Although her archery skills were not that great, they were still better than Fu Ming's. She didn't need him to teach her at all.
Fu Ming flashed an embarrassed smile, looking at the few nine rings and eight-rings he scored, which contrasted sharply with Qiao Jing's ten consecutive nine rings.
"I hadn't realized Miss Qiao was so skilled. There's no need for me to teach you. Do you have any plans for where to go next? I can take you there, and I'm from An City, so I'm very familiar with the area."
It was the first time he had met someone so good at archery. He had originally thought Miss Qiao was just playing around, not really knowing how to shoot, but then he saw her impressive scores.
Thinking back to how he had enthusiastically offered to teach Miss Qiao, even confidently scoring some nine rings and eight-rings, he felt a bit embarrassed.
