Mo Shangjun agilely slid down from above, and when she finally jumped from the height, there was actually no sound of a heavy landing.
Her toes touched the ground first, making only a slight sound.
Ding Jing looked at Mo Shangjun's movements with envy.
Tsk.
She always thought Mo Shangjun had the skills of an ancient martial arts hero, especially——having practiced lightfoot technique.
However, Mo Shangjun often dampened her enthusiasm, indicating that real martial arts aren't that legendary. Even if you want to become a "supreme master," it would take a lot of time, and her skills weren't nearly enough.
But Mo Shangjun's ability to walk without a sound or move lightly was something Ding Jing truly envied.
However, starting to learn now seemed a bit late for her.
"He went to find a sniper position." Mo Shangjun sat down next to her.
"Is he good with a sniper rifle?"
Turning off the communication, Ding Jing asked.
