"This is infuriating! There's definitely something wrong with these darts!" Ning Rongrong stamped her feet in anger, her proud little face flushed crimson, drawing good-natured laughter from the passersby around her.
Xiao Wu refused to believe it either and tried a few rounds herself, only to return defeated as well.
Standing behind the crowd, Xiong Shaoqing activated his immense Spiritual Power. A single scan revealed the trick.
The crooked merchant had hidden a miniature Like-Pole Magnet inside the wooden target's bull's-eye and mixed Magnetic Powder into the dart tips.
Unless someone used extremely powerful Soul Power to force their way through the magnetic field, an ordinary person could throw darts for a lifetime without ever hitting it.
These silly girls were being fleeced like fat sheep, and here they were sulking about it.
Still, this was a perfect chance to build affection.
To handle this proud little peacock, he had to swoop down from the heavens and save the day when she was at her most frustrated.
Xiong Shaoqing strode forward.
"What's this? Even our little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has moments when she gets beaten?" Xiong Shaoqing came up behind Ning Rongrong, his deep, mellow voice carrying a hint of teasing.
"Y-you can stop laughing at me. There's something seriously wrong with this target." Ning Rongrong turned and glared at him, looking thoroughly aggrieved.
"Silly girl, if the target plays rough, can't you play rougher?"
Xiong Shaoqing chuckled, then suddenly stepped forward and pressed himself against Ning Rongrong from behind.
His broad, solid chest pressed tightly against her slender back. His strong arms reached around her sides, his large hand enclosing her soft little hand that held the dart.
Boom.
Ning Rongrong felt an intense presence instantly surround her. Xiong Shaoqing's warm breath brushed her