Jiang Lingxi removed the fish she had just caught from the arrow, and when she turned around, she met Xu Zhao's gaze.
The two of them exchanged a silent glance for two seconds.
"Nice shot."
"You're too kind."
Clumsy Jiang Kaiyuan eagerly took the fish without realizing they had just had a silent confrontation.
— "Xu Zhao is also very accurate. He can hit a rabbit several meters away with just a knife."
— "I feel like these two should have a competition; it would be thrilling."
— "Does Jiang Lingxi have a doctor in the family? The spot she chooses when spearing the fish just happens to disable the fish's nerves. Her aim truly deserves praise."
— "Is that for real? But every time we pull the fish up, they don't move at all. Sometimes when I'm cooking fish, they jump out even after they're in the pot. I want to learn!"
The barrage of comments was lively, while the three people in the live stream were efficiently handling the food in front of them.
