As soon as Su Juan spoke, Song Qianfan's face turned even darker.
If her arrow had been just a little off, it wouldn't be a rabbit lying there.
Anyone with any sense would see that Su Juan's shot was a warning to Song Qianfan to restrain himself.
Su Juan squinted, [Look how scared Song Qianfan is; I'm not stupid enough to blatantly kill the Princely Heir during the spring hunt.]
She put away her bow and arrows, looking at Song Qianfan, suddenly realizing that this person is not that remarkable either, besides using some underhanded tactics, without power and influence, there's nothing to be afraid of.
But Song Qianfan, with a cold face, addressed her, "Su Juan, do you dare to compete with me?"
Su Juan blinked, as if she hadn't heard what he said, "I don't know what the Young Master wants to compete with me in?"
