"You go first, or should I, the princess, go first?" Di Lirong spoke to Ji Fengyao with the arrogance of a peacock, almost pointing her nose at her.

Ji Fengyao walked two steps away with her hands in her pockets, looked around with a roguish and cool air, as if to say, "I'm a bandit, I'm a rogue, let the wind blow my way over the hills": "In Da Zhao, you are the guest, and I am the host. The guest comes first, so you should work hard first. Otherwise, if I am too dazzling, you won't even dare to draw your bow in a while."

"Tch! How arrogant!" Di Lirong rolled her eyes with utter contempt.

At a target distance of 300 meters, three arrows determine the outcome.

Di Lirong's bow was made by the best bow and arrow maker in the Di Kingdom, using the finest cold iron and animal sinew. When fully drawn, it could penetrate a target at 600 meters, let alone 300 meters.

However, 300 meters was the performance distance that Di Lirong was most confident in. She wanted to perform well in front of Shang Xiye and everyone else, and she couldn't afford to make a mistake.

"Arrows, come!" Di Lirong shouted with heroic spirit and boundless courage, which certainly attracted a lot of attention.

The guards who were responsible for carrying the quiver quickly stepped forward and handed Di Lirong a heavy arrow.

Di Lirong curled her lip and said, "Da Zhao is really extravagant. But they use heavy arrows for entertainment. We, the people of Di Kingdom, cannot be so wasteful. Bring me some feathered arrows!"

The guard exclaimed in surprise: "Three hundred meters, and you're using a feathered arrow?"

The arrows are so light, and their tails sway greatly. If a sudden gust of wind comes along mid-flight, and the archer's arm strength is insufficient, then the accuracy is truly unpredictable.

"Why didn't you move when I told you to bring the arrows? Is the Great Zhao so extravagant that it doesn't even manufacture arrows and only uses heavy arrows?" Di Lirong deliberately showed off, her arrogant and contemptuous face making it seem as if it was her Di Kingdom that was now rich and powerful, not the Great Zhao.

Barbarians are really troublesome!

The guards were, after all, guards of the Great Zhao Dynasty. Seeing Di Lirong's sharp and harsh demeanor, they were too lazy to give her any advice. Since she wanted the feathered arrows, they would give her the feathered arrows.

The guard brought three feathered arrows and handed one to Di Lirong.

"What a petty man!" Di Lirong sneered, wishing she could trample the guard into the mud. She snatched three arrows from the guard's hand, walked to the side, and began to nock and aim.

Guard: "..."

Holy crap!

I just sent you an arrow; I didn't eat any of your rice!

Why are you trying so hard to get my attention?!

Di Lirong felt a surge of satisfaction after defeating the guards, and when she nocked three arrows at once, the Di Kingdom envoys all stood up and applauded in praise.

"Princess Ronghe is the best falconer on our grasslands. The arrows she shoots are as accurate as a falcon swooping down on a rabbit!"

"Princess Ronghe is a treasure of our Di Kingdom and our pride!"

"Princess, you are the best! I want to sing you the most passionate love song again around the hottest bonfire!"

The ministers and their wives of the Great Zhao Dynasty pursed their lips, turned their heads, and bowed their heads: "..."

What kind of garbage is this?!

While they were challenging the Ninth Prince's wife to take away their Ninth Prince, someone else jumped out and offered to sing a love song again. "Again," and a piping hot one at that?!

Do you really think our Ninth Prince is like a cabbage on the roadside, shameless enough to be picked up at will?

Ji Fengyao watched as Di Lirong and Man Gong nocked three arrows, jumping around and aiming in various poses to match the shouts of the Di Kingdom envoy. She covered her mouth with her small hand and yawned loudly, saying impatiently, "Are you going to shoot or not? If not, I'm going to practice my target and go to sleep. Call me when you're done aiming."

"Hmph!" Di Lirong snorted coldly.

The three arrows in his hand flew out with a whistling sound as they hurtled through the air.

"Do! Do! Do!"

The crisp sound of an arrow hitting the target came from the target's position.

A guard on the other end quickly ran over to check and loudly announced, "Three arrows, five rings, passed through the target, but missed the bullseye, totaling fifteen rings!"

"Oh! Oh!" The Di envoys burst into cheers, and even Di Lijunyi's face was filled with a proud smile.

The people of Di have plenty of confidence when it comes to horseback riding and hunting.

Fifteen rings is almost the best result ever!

Judging from that bandit's fair and frail appearance, there's no way he could break this record!

Di Lirong approached Ji Fengyao with an air of arrogance, her emerald eyes glancing at Ji Fengyao with mockery, and said, "Your turn, you ignorant and weakling..."

"Make way, a good dog doesn't block the way!" Before she could finish speaking, Ji Fengyao impatiently pushed her aside, and she staggered to the side.

Having learned from Di Lirong's experience, the guards beside him brought over a quiver of feathered arrows and a quiver of heavy arrows this time.

Wuying also presented a fine bow: "Your Highness, this is the best bow in the Prince's cavalry archery camp. The Prince said that when the bow is fully drawn, it can withstand 30% of your strength."

"There's no need for all that trouble," Ji Fengyao gently pushed away the bow in Wuying's hand.

She casually pulled three arrows from the quiver in the guard's hand, and then casually tossed them out one by one without even aiming.

Until all three arrows were out of his hand.

Ji Fengyao's languid voice, heavy with drowsiness, finally broke through: "Who says archery has to be done with a bow? Three hundred meters is just a game of throwing darts. If you take it seriously, you'll lose."

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a series of dull sounds came from the target.

Everyone stared blankly at the target: in the very center of the target, three feathered arrows were stuck together, their long feathers still trembling violently.

The guards nearby ran to the target and glanced at it, their voices trembling with excitement: "Bright spot! Bright spot! Three arrows! All three hit the bullseye!"

The entire room was completely silent; you could hear a pin drop.

Everyone stared in disbelief at the little bandit in the center of the hall, who was completely unrefined, yawning incessantly, and rubbing her soft, white cheeks as if she could fall asleep at any moment.

Damn!

Is this even possible?!

This little brat has such arm strength, is she even human?

Dili Ronghe was completely stiff, almost petrified.

A mere 300 meters?

Just casually tossing a dart?

Do the bandits of Da Zhao play such exciting games?

If she had known earlier that the bandits of Dazhao played a little game that was even more exciting than their Di people's hunting, she wouldn't have bothered with archery; she could have just burned the bow!

"Miss is mighty! Miss is invincible!"

"The Princess is mighty! The Princess is invincible!"

Xique and Bailu jumped and chattered excitedly behind Shang Xiye. The two girls' loud voices finally pulled everyone out of their daze, and they were still shocked.

“You’ve lost to me in everything you’re best at, so I think we shouldn’t compete anymore. Let’s all go back to sleep,” Ji Fengyao yawned again, trying to persuade Di Lirong in a very understanding way, her little face full of goodwill that said, “I’m doing this for your own good.”

"Why not compete? This princess has been taught music, chess, calligraphy, and painting since childhood. It's impossible for me to be inferior to a mere bandit like you!"