Because the sound of balloons popping made him feel extremely satisfied, he thought to himself, "You dare play with me, huh. I'll beat you so bad in no time."
But soon, he felt something was off. He didn't hear any applause. When he hit the target, even if others didn't applaud, his lackeys would have given him the most enthusiastic applause.
"Young Master Hua, you, you hit their target instead."
One of the lackeys said weakly. Hua Jian was stunned and suddenly realized that the balloon he had just shot was actually Su Xuan's.
"How is this possible? It's impossible!"
Hua Jian felt like he'd seen a ghost. He was sure he was shooting at his own balloon. How did it hit Su Xuan's instead? But the facts were there; nothing could be done.
"Tsk tsk, truly impressive. Your gun technique is spot-on every time!"
Su Xuan expressed admiration, angering Hua Jian so much he nearly spat blood, thinking, "Damn, what is actually happening?"
