"Really, really?"
"Really."
Chen Jie declared with finality.
Upon hearing this, Qian Shun seemed to make up his mind and blurted out, "It's..."
Swoosh!
A crossbow arrow whistled through the air, surprising Chen Jie, who turned and made a defensive gesture, but in the next instant, the crossbow arrow shot straight through Qian Shun's throat!
Uh!
Qian Shun, with an arrow through his throat, clutched his neck, widened his eyes, and displayed a face filled with disbelief.
"Who!"
Chen Jie roared angrily, and at that moment, he spotted a skinny figure among a group of mining workers nearby, retracting a crossbow, shouldering a bamboo basket, and turning to run.
Seeing this, Chen Jie said, "Don't run."
With the Eagle Guard in tow, he gave chase, but the skinny figure was extremely familiar with the terrain and after a few twists and turns, disappeared without a trace!
...
White Tiger Hall!
