Shen Jinghua just stepped into the east courtyard when her shoulder suddenly hurt. A small stone hit her shoulder and fell to the ground. She quickly looked up in the direction where the small stone came from and saw Geng Mingxuan holding a small stone in his hand. A slingshot. It was obvious that he had shot the small stone just now.
She walked towards him, with a sinister smile on her face, and said, "It's a very accurate shot."