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Upon seeing that Gu Qingjiu wasn’t the only person in the shooting range, Huo Yingcheng felt better for Gu Qingjiu.

He saw Gu Qingjiu practice firing one shot after the other, making loud bangs as she did so. But only a few of the shots she fired managed to land on the target.

A hundred-meters.

This was quite challenging for Gu Qingjiu.

Apart from requiring a wider and more sensitive vision, she had to be more focused.

Also, it required a higher level of talent.

One week was too short.

Seeing Gu Qingjiu full of sweat from practicing, Huo Yingcheng felt bad for her. Yet, he didn’t dare go in.

The school wasn’t like the troops, Gu Qingjiu was still a student.

The Major-General had given a strict order forbidding Huo Yingcheng from coming into contact with Gu Qingjiu.

Hence, Huo Yingcheng could only watch her from a distance. Finally, as he couldn’t bear to carry on watching, he left with a sigh.

Gu Qingjiu didn’t detect his presence.

She had been practicing in the shooting range for god knows how long.

She could feel her mental state going into an extreme condition.

After being in a highly tense mental state for a long period of time, once one finally relaxed, they would suffer from mental exhaustion. And that was even scarier than physical exhaustion.

That was a form of mental torture if one couldn’t persist for prolonged periods.

She had no idea how long she had been practicing for. Even when the freshmen around her left at 11 p.m, she was still practicing.

The shooting range was brightly lit.

But practicing at night was unhealthy for Gu Qingjiu’s vision.

A figure had appeared outside the window since god knows when.

Hidden in the night, he exuded a cold yet powerful aura.

He Niancheng watched the person who was sweating profusely from the outside.

Her face was fair and exquisite; under the lights, she appeared like a porcelain doll.

Her eyes were very focused and serious as she stared at the target ahead of her. There was a look of resolution in them.

She looked like she would never give up until she reached her goal.

Droplet after droplet of sweat slipped down her forehead and past her eyes, yet she didn’t even blink once.

‘Bang!!!’

She fired a shot but didn’t strike the target again.

She finally stopped and stared at the target with a dazed look on her face.

The mechanical and numbing training had seriously affected all of her senses.

Once she stopped, she was overwhelmed with pain and fatigue all over her body, making her involuntarily fall sitting down on the floor.

Gu Qingjiu slightly puffed, and her eyes widened to their max as she gazed at the tiny, barely visible red dot.

There was an indescribable feeling.

She heard sounds of footsteps outside the room.

She looked towards the source of the sound, and to her surprise saw the Chief Instructor walking in with his military boots.

He was wearing a commanding officer’s cap, and under the lights, his face appeared unreal, as though one was seeing him through a fog.

Gu Qingjiu, who was seated on the ground as she gazed at him, felt like a deity descended all of a sudden.

“Chief Instructor…”

Upon seeing that it was He Niancheng, Gu Qingjiu stammered and struggled to get to her feet.

However, perhaps because she was too mentally exhausted it affected her body. It felt as though her legs were loaded with lead.

She didn’t manage to stand up.

“Sit.”

His cold and slightly raspy voice made Gu Qingjiu freeze. She didn’t bother with the rules anymore and remained seated on the ground with complete disregard for her image.

He Niancheng walked to her, his tall figure exuding an imposing and high-and-mighty aura. He then lowered his head and looked at Gu Qingjiu.

“Angry?”