But the combination of Heather and Nian Shen was simply terrifying.
At first, Heather didnāt expect that Nian Shen, who looked like a businessman, would be an ace at these little games.
According to him, he often goes to shooting clubs and regularly works out, so those games at the temple fair were just childās play for them.
They played like big kids, having a great time.
Heather, a top assassin, was actually playing fake shooting games here. Qianxun thought the idea was a bit intoxicating...
"Amazing!" Qianxun clapped and cheered.
Under the stunned and incredulous eyes of the shopkeeper and onlookers, Heather and Nian Shenās perfect cooperation won the game in one round.
In the end, the shopkeeper tearfully gathered a pile of plush toys in front of them, saying, "Sir, Maāam, please stop playing... Isnāt this wrecking my business? Weāre just a small business; weāre going to lose money..."
Heather and Qianxun both started to explain, "Owner, weāre not wrecking your business, weāre here to play too. But we canāt just let you make money all the time, right? Occasionally you need to lose some, thatās business, you have to take risks."
"... Damn, this risk is too much, isnāt it?"
The news had spread long ago, but doing business, you canāt not let them play either...
Is there anyone among them who canāt afford these kinds of toys? Of course not, the joy is in the playing, not truly obtaining the prizes.
Qianxun picked one for herself, then one each for Second Treasure, and Heather also picked one. They stopped teasing the owner, "Scaring you, weāre not going to sell these, just joking, wish your business flourishes!"
"Thank you, beautiful lady, thank you! Iāll give you one more."
"No need, one is enough."
Heather held a large bear, almost life-sized, which seemed quite out of character for her image.
Watching her rub her face against the bear, Nian Shen remarked, "I never thought youād like these."
Qianxun interjected, "Thatās because, no matter how strong a woman, thereās a little princess living inside her."
Actually, she wanted to say that Heather simply couldnāt be a Princess.
Sheās gone through things most people wouldnāt encounter in several lifetimes, but she faced them all. In such circumstances, could she be a Princess? She had to be a Queen, protecting herself.
But sometimes, just sometimes, thereās a moment when childish innocence comes out.
"I also didnāt realize your shooting was so accurate." If she wasnāt mistaken, he had just hit two shots in one hole, Gun King Level.
It wasnāt surprising for people like them to have such marksmanship, but for him, a businessman, a club amateur, having such skills was indeed unexpected.
After playing enough, they got hungry and the four of them found an open-air restaurant to try the local specialties recommended by the owner.
Nian Shen ate for a while and suddenly raised his hand, reaching for Heatherās face.
Calmly, he pressed the scar on her face, causing all three of them, including Heather, to be slightly taken aback.
As he looked down to eat, he said, "Either take it off when we get back or stick it on better. Leaving it half on and half off scares people."
"..."
Silent...
Stick it on better when we get back...
Heather was a bit embarrassed, realizing he had known all along that her scars were fake... When did he find out?