Chapter 978
Sherry didn't care at all. Without sparing Ryan a glance, she angrily marched back to the line. "Come on, give me a seven!"
She let her arrow fly, then tossed the bow aside and sprinted to the tree to check the score. Disappointment hit her.
"It's only a six!” she muttered, clearly frustrated. But even so, it was better than what Ryan had scored earlier—he hadn't even managed a six before!
“Not bad at all!” Ryan clapped, genuinely happy for her progress. In just a few minutes, she had improved a lot. In the past, she was only better than Eloise and not even close to Ryan's level.
Ryan taught Eloise how to shoot, while Camelia taught him.
Deciding to keep the competition close, Ryan aimed for a six as well. Being 20 yards from the target was no challenge for him. Even from 50 yards, he could hit his mark every time. Within 20 yards, he could score whatever he wanted.
So, when he hit six points exactly, tying with Sherry again, he feigned disappointment by slapping his thigh. "Damn

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