"Sorry, I can't."
Qiao Yuxian said sincerely.
These few words sounded like they came directly from her heart, making them feel really genuine to anyone who heard them.
Gu Yanjing looked at her again.
Qiao Yuxian didn't go to the shooting range to play because she was worried that if she went and started shooting randomly, it would be seen as a provocation or challenge.
She'd rather overthink things a bit than get herself into unnecessary trouble.
But still, someone approached her.
Qiao Yuxian certainly couldn't compete with her.
Seeing the woman staring at her motionlessly, Qiao Yuxian said again, "I really can't."
"Then what can you do? I'll compete with you," the woman insisted.
Qiao Yuxian looked at her: "......"
The woman waited for a while, and seeing that she didn't speak, said again, "What's the matter? Are you afraid? Or maybe you..."
"Shang Yue."
Before the woman could finish speaking, she was interrupted by a stern and cold voice.
