The long-lost sound of arrows piercing through the air was even more distinct than before. Despite its clarity, the speed was astonishingly fast. Just as everyone barely became aware, the arrow had already shot straight at Zhang Da's face. If it were an ordinary bandit, their eyeballs would undoubtedly have been shattered by the arrow.
Gu Xiaojiang's bloodshot eyes widened, hoping for a miracle.
Yet, in the very next moment.
Everyone's hearts sank.
They saw Zhang Da's initially forward-leaping body suddenly halt mid-motion. With a step of his foot, he retreated awkwardly, swinging his long blade swiftly. The arrow aimed at his eye was instantly cut apart and deflected. He burst into maniacal laughter:
"You little rat hiding in the shadows—I've been waiting for you!"
He had been observing for a long time.
