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Chapter 172

Chapter 172

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Before handing the bow to her, Feiying still offered a warning, "Master, let alone drawing this bow, I'm afraid you might not even be able to lift it." "Who do you take me for?" Chu Qingmeng was full of confidence. It wasn't as if she had never drawn a bow before. Little did she know, the bow she was given had been custom-made for her by Ling Xian, featuring a carbon-fiber-treated recurve design that naturally made it easy to draw. Taking the bow, she was almost pulled down by its weight, and it was only thanks to some brute strength that Chu Qingmeng managed to brace herself and hold it steady. Yet the two of them could tell at a glance that she had grabbed the bow hastily and was relying entirely on brute strength. Hui Wenzhong said helplessly, "Sir, you really can't do this. Would you listen to advice, please?"

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