Wei Lang noticed the gaze Li Qiao directed his way and said with a hint of reassurance, "Miss Li, just do your best. If you can tie with me, you'll be considered the winner."
Li Qiao smiled with her eyes lowered, holding the gun with one hand, resting its barrel on the corner of the table, catching a glimpse of him from the corner of her eye, "Alright."
Behind them, a burst of discussion could be heard once more.
"My goodness, tying with Hall Master Wei is no easy feat."
"Indeed, it is not easy, even when Brother Chen was assessed, he barely managed to tie with Hall Master Wei."
He Chen, who was watching the excitement: "..."
"Miss Li, go for it—let us see something impressive."
At this point, someone, perhaps keen on adding to the excitement, bellowed loudly to cheer Li Qiao on.
Wei Lang raised his left arm and clenched his fist, the vast training ground gradually returned to silence, "The assessment begins."
